It was... what, a few weeks later? Nate hit you with that energy blast that knocked you right out of your shift. You must've been pretty dazed, because you looked different.
[He knows this is hard on Teddy, so instead of pausing too long, he forges ahead, his fingers never stopping their movement for a second.]
It must've been hard on you... feeling like you had to hide yourself from everyone, even your teammates. I can't imagine what that would be like.
[For someone like him, who's never been ashamed of who he is, or even shy about it... he can't even fathom using his power like that. With his magic he could probably wish himself into whatever he wants - he's done it before, during missions - but truth be told, it sounds exhausting, doing it all the time. He loathes the very idea of destroying his own identity just to make other people happy. He knows he's not all that much, and his self-esteem can be pretty low, but at least he knows he's himself.
For a long time, Teddy didn't have that.]
I couldn't stand the idea of not knowing who the real you was. That's why I gave you a hard time about it. Because if you were lying about your appearance... I don't know, maybe you could be lying about other things, too. Maybe everything that was making us friends, or what made us a good team, was just you trying to be perfect for us. And that's not right.
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[He knows this is hard on Teddy, so instead of pausing too long, he forges ahead, his fingers never stopping their movement for a second.]
It must've been hard on you... feeling like you had to hide yourself from everyone, even your teammates. I can't imagine what that would be like.
[For someone like him, who's never been ashamed of who he is, or even shy about it... he can't even fathom using his power like that. With his magic he could probably wish himself into whatever he wants - he's done it before, during missions - but truth be told, it sounds exhausting, doing it all the time. He loathes the very idea of destroying his own identity just to make other people happy. He knows he's not all that much, and his self-esteem can be pretty low, but at least he knows he's himself.
For a long time, Teddy didn't have that.]
I couldn't stand the idea of not knowing who the real you was. That's why I gave you a hard time about it. Because if you were lying about your appearance... I don't know, maybe you could be lying about other things, too. Maybe everything that was making us friends, or what made us a good team, was just you trying to be perfect for us. And that's not right.