[ He knew Teddy didn’t remember, but to hear him admit that aloud squashed any thoughts that he might. Billy wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Good that Teddy didn’t remember, didn’t have to live through it- bad because well, how can he be mad at someone who had no memory of what happened?

He feels guilty for pulling his hand away, and then angry for feeling guilty. ]

No one remembers, at least no one but me and two other people. When you were sent home you didn’t remember. I wasn’t sent home I was sent here so I remember everything that happened over the last four and a half years.

[ Everything. ]