Mm. Better idea. Staying in our indoor campsite and giving the rain the middle finger. [... A gesture that's slightly too crude for Teddy to do when he's not in the right mood for it, but he can always boast.

Teddy gets both arms around Billy now, though he still keeps the canopy of space in the corner of his eye. He feels comfortable under it, cozy and safe, and it's... a little relieving, to know he's thinking like that. Just a while ago, he wasn't sure if he could stand being around Billy's magic. This was his magic, and yet it felt like all the other times he'd been washed up in it. Harmless, safe, like he would never be hurt.

... Haa...]

We should go camping for real in a couple of weeks. You know... our anniversary. [... Yeah, that.]