Shit. Upset and all lit up is never a good look for Billy, if only because it means he's been pushed to the edge. Being yanked out of the memory itself is jarring, and for all his strength and endurance, Teddy finds himself winded, his hand splayed open against his chest.

"That was--"

He swallows hard, collecting himself.

"I needed to see. I had to see what could do that to you," he explains, gesturing towards where Billy had been sitting just moments before.