That's okay. I don't exactly have somewhere to be. [And that might turn out to be a good thing. Teddy's still smiling, and although it does dim a little when he admits that Billy isn't being responsive, it still seems wrong. Zatanna can't place her finger on why though, not at first. She doesn't really get it until she's taken a few steps inside, with the image of his grin widening again replaying in her mind.

It's too perfect of a smile. Especially for the circumstances; Zatanna's pretty familiar with trying to act okay when everything isn't, but she knows too much of what's happened. Teddy can't be okay. He shouldn't be smiling like that.]

I think I should ask how you're doing first, though. But could you skip the part where you try and convince me you're fine?