[God. Oh god, he'd be just as stubborn about it, wouldn't he? He'd fight, he'd argue, he'd protect Teddy as best as he could from anything, anyone that threatened him, even his own mind. He thinks back to all the times he'd stuck by Teddy and supported him through this and that, the way Teddy was supporting him now, and had done so in the past as well. How he'd felt no fear when Teddy touched him in either form, with super-strength, even knowing that Teddy could hurt him with barely a twitch the wrong way. He'd stayed through his identity crisis, and...
...and the death of his mother...
A lump forms in Billy's throat, thick and heavy, and he swallows it with a stricken expression on his face, unable to look Teddy in the eyes anymore. He'd done that. He'd killed her all over again.
And he's still here.]
I'd feel... exactly the same.
[But it isn't you. It's me. It's me and I've done so much already, and I know I have the power left to do so much more... why risk it? Just for me?
Why am I still worth it, to you?
He doesn't dare ask. Not with Teddy looking at him like that.]
[Action, October 25th]
[God. Oh god, he'd be just as stubborn about it, wouldn't he? He'd fight, he'd argue, he'd protect Teddy as best as he could from anything, anyone that threatened him, even his own mind. He thinks back to all the times he'd stuck by Teddy and supported him through this and that, the way Teddy was supporting him now, and had done so in the past as well. How he'd felt no fear when Teddy touched him in either form, with super-strength, even knowing that Teddy could hurt him with barely a twitch the wrong way. He'd stayed through his identity crisis, and...
...and the death of his mother...
A lump forms in Billy's throat, thick and heavy, and he swallows it with a stricken expression on his face, unable to look Teddy in the eyes anymore. He'd done that. He'd killed her all over again.
And he's still here.]
I'd feel... exactly the same.
[But it isn't you. It's me. It's me and I've done so much already, and I know I have the power left to do so much more... why risk it? Just for me?
Why am I still worth it, to you?
He doesn't dare ask. Not with Teddy looking at him like that.]
...but... then... what should I do...?