"...You didn't do anything wrong," Teddy says, then shakes his head.

"Which you know. Which you don't need me to tell you, because- clearly. It's just that I know I haven't been here, for you, but you've been there... every day... for me. So it... the idea of you being with someone else, when we haven't even..." He swallows, the careful, even meter of his words faltering into something a little more broken until they've stopped.

"It just hurts so much, I can't... I'm having trouble with this, Billy, I'm sorry, I just really am."