[That same fraction of Teddy's mind is struck by how frustrated and still panicked Billy is, how it's his fault, and he was worried for him, and the rest of him, well... It's feeling that too, but he can't help feeling a little frustrated himself. Nothing hurts more than having the one you love yelling at you like this, and Teddy just wants Billy to be quiet, to calm down and then maybe they can talk about it, without emotions flying everywhere.

But that would just make him more pissed off, wouldn't it, so Teddy grips the door frame as if it's his rock at the moment, and he gestures with his other hand as he talks, voice raised at first, eyes on Billy's for a second before it darts away to look to the side, at the floor instead.]

Look, it's not like I wanted you to - ! [That's when his voice lowers, tapering out to a more defeated tone.] It was - The plan was to get back before you woke up, but... well, you see how that turned out. I'm sorry.