...Mm-hmm. [Billy smiles faintly, almost shyly, letting the sound and his expression remain his only answer. He's had thoughts like that himself, more and more, lately. They've been so much better recently, and he doesn't like being as hands-off as he's been lately. It's been two months. He's fussed and he's fretted and he's guilted his way through a hundred scenarios of how this could go badly.
But now? All he can think of is how he could make this go right. And that's what he'd really like to make happen, if only this once. Magical things are supposed to happen on one's anniversary. It's a rule, or something.
He swings their hands back and forth, then gives Teddy's hand a little tug, starting forward again. The sooner they get there, the sooner they'll be alone and out of the public eye. And then he can think about these things more seriously.]
Come on. The early bird gets the worm, or... something.
[Action, November 22nd]
But now? All he can think of is how he could make this go right. And that's what he'd really like to make happen, if only this once. Magical things are supposed to happen on one's anniversary. It's a rule, or something.
He swings their hands back and forth, then gives Teddy's hand a little tug, starting forward again. The sooner they get there, the sooner they'll be alone and out of the public eye. And then he can think about these things more seriously.]
Come on. The early bird gets the worm, or... something.