He hugs back without a second thought, his embrace pulling tight so that Billy his flush against his chest, unwilling to loosen his hold for the next few moments. That other Teddy wasn't him, but he'd still been looking out from his eyes, down at his own hands. It had been surreal, and wrong.

"I wish I could make this memory vanish. Just-- send it somewhere so that you never have to think of it again."

But magic isn't his specialty.