Willam ate little, some bread and apples, a bit of fish and that was about it. His appetite, meager as it was to begin with was pretty well tarnished as soon as he felt the tension that accompanied him into the room. For all his faults Willam was remarkably perceptive, he saw the change in the Stark boy's demeanor the moment he entered the room. Same as the Dornish prince. The Stark girl didn't even spare a glance towards him. 

So Willam kept silent through the rest of the conversation, that is until a certain Dornish mercenary introduced himself. 
[color=ed1c24]"Ah, you're Talhor Clegane's bastard, your father speaks very highly of your skills. I'm glad Lady Tully has such a capable man protecting her."[/color] He'd spoken to Talhor Clegane on a number of occasions, still he didn't expect someone like that to show up here. It was remarkably interesting. 

Willam pushed his food around a bit more, taking a bite or two before retrieving his napkin from his lap. Cleaning his mouth and hands he stood, depositing the napkin on the table. [color=ed1c24]"If you all will excuse me I have....Business to attend to, I trust I'll see you all at the tournament." [/color] With that he walked out, slowly a first, a controlled stride until he was out of sight then closer to a run. 

It was a lie. He didn't really have anything to do he just couldn't stand being there any longer. It felt like half the room wanted him dead and he had no inkling as to why. No matter how hard he thought about it or why he simply couldn't come up with a good explanation. He recalled everything he knew about his fellow wards and yet still, nothing. 

Eventually he made his way to the aviary where his Falcon Medea was being kept. Willam tried to make it out to see her at least once a day. He needed to clear his head and calm down, Medea has always been a calming influence. So he pulled on his falconry glove sitting by the bird's cage and set her free. Immediately she flew off, circling the room until Willam let out a whistle calling her to him. She landed lightly on his gloved arm giving him that fierce stare of hers. [color=ed1c24]"Yes, I know you don't like it in there. But they're not going to let you roam as you please."[/color] He started stroking her plumage as he recalled the rest of the wards. [color=ed1c24]"If this is how it's going to be life here is going to be a lot harder then I thought."[/color]