[At least she's touching his arm and not his shoulders, or his stomach. That's a touch Teddy can live with now, and he rather appreciates it, too. Even if he still keeps his eyes on the ground, lips pursed as she speaks.]

I don't know... sometimes it seems like he's pushing me away more than anything.

[He comes to a halt just then, and he reaches his free hand up to press Mia's to his arm, as if to keep her there.]

Mia, when he woke up, he... Billy said that he wished someone would kill him. He wanted me to if things got bad. And he didn't... seem all that sorry when I called him out on it.

[The grey in his eyes looks positively stormy now, that same color with a murky white and darker shades as well, like he can't stop himself from showing how much this distresses him, if the rest of his face doesn't say so for him.]

He promised he wouldn't do anything, but... Mia, if I can't be there to watch him for whatever reason, could you help me? Even if he promised, I don't think he'll stop anyone if they want... revenge, or make him try magic again, or something. Please, Mia... he's... [He's all I have left.]