[What all of that boils down to is that— they're not them, anymore, at least not for now. They're not 'Billy and Teddy' the way they have been for years, and despite the fact that he had wanted time to himself to process things, it still stings. He hates that Billy has these memories of him, of a Teddy he himself can't even imagine existing— but right now, it's clear that they both need time.

He exhales, nodding steadily in response.]

You're it for me, too.

[There's no question about that, as far as he's concerned.]

And I'll give you all the time you need, and take the time to do what I need to do, too, but—

[It's going to be hard, he knows that, because all he wants now is to be able to fix this, even if it's impossible for him to do so. Nothing is ever that easy.]

No matter what happens, if you need anything at all... you know I'll be there. Always.