Mm. I think I'd better ask them anyway, even if I do tell her. If she has to hear it from somebody, it better be me.

[As Teddy settles in next to him, Billy shifts again, sidling up to set his cup back down on the table - it's mostly empty at this point anyway - and wind his arm around Teddy's neck, forehead pressed up against the blond's shoulder. He doesn't feel so desperately in need of comfort anymore, but a hug would be nice, both for his and Teddy's sake. A lovely massage - and good advice - merits some TLC reward, at the very least.]

...And... I know. Thanks, Tee... for listening, for being here. For everything.