That's right... it didn't. It didn't work because it's... not what I wanted.

[Billy lifts his free hand to touch the one Teddy has pressed to his forehead, hoping to twine their fingers together again. He tilts his head to try and look Teddy in the eyes, offering the barest of smiles. This isn't a happy conversation, he knows- not by any means. But it is hopeful. He hopes that can be conveyed somehow.]

I know it's not... it's not good that I did that. But if I hadn't, I wouldn't have known that... I do want to live. I do. And... I kept thinking of you, Teddy...

[He gives both of Teddy's hands a squeeze, his heart pounding in his chest.]

I want to live for you. I want to live with you...