[The pause is telling enough, so even before Teddy answers, Billy braces himself for bad news. This is exactly what he'd been afraid of- what he'd asked Loki to prevent, if he could. That he'd get bitten and turn, that he'd hurt someone... that it would be Teddy.
His hand lingers on Teddy's arm, keeping the touch light to prevent hurting him, but wanting to do something- stroke it, soothe it, apologize a million times as if that would fix anything... he feels sick, suddenly, knowing that he'd attacked his best friend and boyfriend because of some stupid disease.]
Teddy...
[God, how does he even apologize for this? Teddy said it wasn't his fault, but he still feels plenty guilty.]
Late October 31st
His hand lingers on Teddy's arm, keeping the touch light to prevent hurting him, but wanting to do something- stroke it, soothe it, apologize a million times as if that would fix anything... he feels sick, suddenly, knowing that he'd attacked his best friend and boyfriend because of some stupid disease.]
Teddy...
[God, how does he even apologize for this? Teddy said it wasn't his fault, but he still feels plenty guilty.]