[... Shit. Shit shit shit, he did too much, went too far, wasn't subtle enough, look what you're doing to him!
Teddy turns on the stair he's on, hair shifting back to normal and muscle tone decreasing to how he normally look, eyes wide and looking almost afraid as he takes Billy's hand in both of his own. Is - Is he doubting who he is? Does he think -
... Does he want the fake? Does he think of that as the real one?
No, focus.]
Yeah, it... it's me. [He squeezes Billy's hand, giving his hands something to do other than gesture and hold his own arms or something.] It's Teddy.
[Action, October 21st]
Teddy turns on the stair he's on, hair shifting back to normal and muscle tone decreasing to how he normally look, eyes wide and looking almost afraid as he takes Billy's hand in both of his own. Is - Is he doubting who he is? Does he think -
... Does he want the fake? Does he think of that as the real one?
No, focus.]
Yeah, it... it's me. [He squeezes Billy's hand, giving his hands something to do other than gesture and hold his own arms or something.] It's Teddy.
[But not the one you're looking for.
Shut up.]
Why, is... something wrong?