William looks absolutely stricken. Not because of the long walk back -- and it will be long, Baker Street is several kilometers away -- but because he's terrified. He'd not run into any infected up this way, they've all become static, pollenating corpses under this part of the city by now, producing spores and little else. If they go back, however--

He does take the hand though. He's weak. He's not had anything to eat or to drink in five days. Everything's been completely picked clean in this area. His grip, therefore, is feeble.

He's not going to say no to these two, however, even if he's surprised by the fact that the younger of the pair is suddenly at his side, supporting him, and handing over a small candy bar.

"You'll appreciate the sugar," Kili tells him, though giving over his second to last sweet is sort of heart breaking.