[Teddy looks at their hands once Billy touches his, and he curls his fingers to return the hold. He knows Billy's seen a lot worse, and with that in mind, he kind of feels like he's being petty. But he pushes that insecurity to the back burner right now; he started on it, he should finish it before the urge to keep it in his head gets too strong.]

I kept asking the people who were still... I kept asking what was happening, but they never really said anything useful. Just that... things were brutal. How there was blood everywhere... and that the people from Luceti had a plan that was going to get them killed. I didn't know anything else...

You know - You know those people at home, the ones who have to sit there and wait for news when their relatives or wives or husbands go to war, and sometimes they don't know anything for a long time? I know it was only a few days, but I felt like... God.

[He holds Billy's hand a little tighter. Maybe it's not quite like the situation he just talked about, but where once he felt a twinge of sympathy without really getting it... now he does.]