[Teddy's smile grows for another reason and, once the cup is full and he's put the knife in to heat itself up, he makes his way back to the table to press a kiss to Billy's cheek. Silent appreciation there.]

A sliver, then. [He sits, waiting for the knife to be ready, and seems to muse on something.] We can have more later, like for lunch. I'm already thinking of making schnitzel with noodles and crisp apple strudels.