[Billy falls silent in response to that, trembling against Teddy like his whole body is wracked with a fever, helpless and uncontrolled. It isn't right. It isn't- none of this is right at all.]
...Why?
[It's a harsh whisper, critical and laced with a degree of self-loathing he'd never hit before, not in all the time Teddy's known him.
[Action, October 15th]
...Why?
[It's a harsh whisper, critical and laced with a degree of self-loathing he'd never hit before, not in all the time Teddy's known him.
After I... after what I...
It isn't right.]