[Once Jeff is back to his usual long enough Will feels confident whatever oddness has been put right, again, there's only one person he can think to reach out to. Sasha would, likely, reach out to him if she felt their encounter an odd thing. They knew each other fairly well; not the case with Doctor Wells. Flash. Whatever. So just before sundown he sends the most innocuous thing he can think of:]
06/19/2016 - text
Hey. Will here. Got any plans for this evening?