[Billy hesitates, his eyes glancing down at the hand over his mouth before lifting back up to meet Teddy's gaze. He knew that voice- Teddy didn't talk like that unless he really meant it. This is serious.
He... should have known that, shouldn't he.
Hesitantly, he nods, not moving otherwise. He can't use magic. Not right now. He's too tired, too confused, too... wrong. Even though he wants to- even with the chanting- even with the knowledge that surely, surely he can do anything with it-
And that's about when he feels something wet and warm trickle down to drip against Teddy's finger. He frowns. Yes, he's good. But that's... probably not...?]
[Action, October 15th]
He... should have known that, shouldn't he.
Hesitantly, he nods, not moving otherwise. He can't use magic. Not right now. He's too tired, too confused, too... wrong. Even though he wants to- even with the chanting- even with the knowledge that surely, surely he can do anything with it-
And that's about when he feels something wet and warm trickle down to drip against Teddy's finger. He frowns. Yes, he's good. But that's... probably not...?]