His hands grip the steering wheel tighter—not enough to make his knuckles go white or anything so dramatic, but enough to be noticed, should Matthew glance over. Matthew flinches at the name of Jesus Christ, Will goes into his own sort of flinch mode when it comes to discussion of his empathy. Cruel to be kind, kind to be cruel...

"I can make assumptions based on observations of you, but I'm liable to be completely wrong. I tend to reserve it for certain people only, anyway."

That's his answer, which also serves as a not answer. He assumes that the question is prompting him to expound on what vibes he could get from Matthew, and Will doesn't play into it so easily. He could, and he could be wrong, but his way of seeing things is often so...harsh. Letting it out with anyone, good or bad, might not go over well at all.

"And I'm not sure if monster is fitting, but...whoever it was did a good enough job that I can't imagine this was their first go around."

This is also not Will's first go around at being out of town, or being on a dirt road that most would probably pass without even noticing. Good reason for that, too, considering how bumpy it is. Will's completely used to it, doesn't find it bothersome to roll and bounce and hiccup...he told Matthew to buckle in for reasons for beyond legality, because holy shit is this road is in serious need of some leveling.