[ Deep within, the jaded voice in Will Graham's psyche was pointed out that he was being played. Unfortunately, Will wasn't really listening. He wasn't about to alter course on his plans, but he was starting to feel a definite sense of guilt and internal conflict around what he intended to do.

It was not going to help his insomnia any!

In fact he glanced down and away, probably exposing more of his sense of guilt and conflict than he intended too, as he changed the subject entirely. ]

That experiment was all of us. [ He said in a quiet tone. ] The one you keep referring too. It was the product of the participation of everybody who was willing to risk it going wrong.

I didn't do anything other than ask for help.

[ You know House, ask for help? That thing you're kinda bad at admitting you need? ]