[Billy lapses into another silence, glancing down. That... was that what he meant?
No...
Teddy should know better. He looks up, then leans in to rest his chin on Teddy's shoulder, gazing quizzically up at him. The hug is warm, comforting, and... not really anything he deserves, but if it makes Teddy feel better, it's fine.
He hopes it does.]
Not for me. For... everyone else.
[He's fine with being shot. It needed to happen- he needed to be stopped. He'd taken it too far. The rest of the village didn't deserve to be stuck with him when there's so much wrong with him.
Teddy, more than anyone, doesn't deserve it. But Billy's not sure he could tell him to leave, either.]
[Action, October 15th]
No...
Teddy should know better. He looks up, then leans in to rest his chin on Teddy's shoulder, gazing quizzically up at him. The hug is warm, comforting, and... not really anything he deserves, but if it makes Teddy feel better, it's fine.
He hopes it does.]
Not for me. For... everyone else.
[He's fine with being shot. It needed to happen- he needed to be stopped. He'd taken it too far. The rest of the village didn't deserve to be stuck with him when there's so much wrong with him.
Teddy, more than anyone, doesn't deserve it. But Billy's not sure he could tell him to leave, either.]