[Billy shivers and burrows his face against Teddy's neck, fingers clenching tightly around the blond's. He knows he should settle down, force himself to relax and smile so Teddy won't worry so much. He'd had years to get over this already, he'd done all the talking he'd ever thought he would have to do for it, and most of all, he'd faced that fear before coming back here in the first place. The worst part of it, after all that, had been the waiting. Not knowing when - but not if - he'd be free. Missing Teddy like air, knowing they both felt that same ache of separation. Wishing desperately that his powers were strong enough to break himself out.
Teddy wants him to talk, but... god, he wishes he could just pretend. He just wants Teddy with him, now.
Maybe... maybe I can...]
So... hah... what did I miss? I knew- I knew you'd come, but... how?
[It's an honest question he can ask, at least. This is one part he'd never tried to find out in Luceti, to avoid screwing up the future or something.]
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Teddy wants him to talk, but... god, he wishes he could just pretend. He just wants Teddy with him, now.
Maybe... maybe I can...]
So... hah... what did I miss? I knew- I knew you'd come, but... how?
[It's an honest question he can ask, at least. This is one part he'd never tried to find out in Luceti, to avoid screwing up the future or something.]