[Billy blinks at that, then offers up a slightly sheepish smile, red creeping across his cheeks. He crawls off the bed and shuffles over to his bag, dragging it back to the mattress so he can remain close to Teddy while he fishes through the contents.]

You know... I actually did? Tommy nearly caught me packing them. That's a good sign, right? That we're... kind of on the same wavelength, here.

[At the very least they'd both hoped that things had progressed and recovered enough to try this again.]