Will, in his infinite wisdom about having a lack of wisdom in plenty of areas, doesn't find this approach to be worth alarm bells going off, indicative that Dorian Gray was lying out his ass in the first place. As far as Will understands some of these powers, part and parcel of them is that they're not the same. They're fluid, even if they seem to be right along the lines of another, work differently...so perhaps his whole shadow control is just not exactly the sort Dorian has experience with. Makes sense to him.

But he glances at him with a bit of confusion for a moment anyway; Will and yoga breathing, seriously? Christ.

"I'll stop by the yoga room next time I'm at the gym to get a better idea of how their whole breathing routine works." Because Will is also perfectly fine throwing anything to the wall to see if it sticks. But even while his thoughts aren't exactly on his shadow, when it flickers again, those antlers start to sprout, and he doesn't notice until they've gotten quite outstretched. "Your wall's been fixed by now, hasn't it? Or do you need someone to stop by still?"

Says the guy not-so-subtly leaning against the sign he just fixed. Hint hint.