[Billy listens quietly, trying to draw on those memories and create a new picture of Teddy and his mother- not her burning, or him in pain and crying, not that horrible illusion that he'd created, not him begging to be rid of it. Just Teddy and the real Mrs. Altman, cuddling and talking under a tent of blankets. it's such a sweet image that it's almost enough to drive away those darker thoughts and memories. He... really hopes that's the case for Teddy, too. Real memories should always trump an illusion.]
That... sounds awesome. It's really cool that your mom played with you like that.
[Even with how busy Teddy's mom had to have been as a single mom, she must have really tried to make time for him, too. He wishes he'd had a chance to get to know her better.
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That... sounds awesome. It's really cool that your mom played with you like that.
[Even with how busy Teddy's mom had to have been as a single mom, she must have really tried to make time for him, too. He wishes he'd had a chance to get to know her better.
She'd have been an awesome grandmother-]