[Teddy tries giving in to the strong urge to reach his hand up and caress Billy's cheek, to lean his head up and kiss him in return. But raising up either of them is a chore, so he settles for just smiling instead. It's weak and weary, but still a genuine one all the same, and full of love.]
... We did good, okay? I'm proud of you. Of us, too.
[Though it's hard to raise his hand up, he can slide it over to hold onto the hem of Billy's shirt, wanting to return the contact in some way, and to ensure that Billy does stay nearby rather than go off alone.
Then he shuts his eyes, and sleep comes to him almost immediately.]
[Action, June 1st]
... We did good, okay? I'm proud of you. Of us, too.
[Though it's hard to raise his hand up, he can slide it over to hold onto the hem of Billy's shirt, wanting to return the contact in some way, and to ensure that Billy does stay nearby rather than go off alone.
Then he shuts his eyes, and sleep comes to him almost immediately.]