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so are you .

[he ruffles her hair for a brief moment, trying not to mess it up too much.]

silly teddy .

almost there .. !

[the boy patiently waits for her, holding her hand when needed.]

you're doing a good job Teddy !

of course .

[he gingerly takes Teddy's hand, making sure it isn't in an uncomfortable grip.]

i-spy is a good idea ...

.. i don't really see what the surprise is for .

you probably wouldn't listen to your younger self either .

[the boy smirks at Desmond, letting Teddy lead him along.]

[he glances at Hershel, furrowing his brows. then, his gaze meets Teddy again. the puppy eyes are working their magic, and the boy expresses a proper grimace.]

okay okay ..
just a little bit ..

[Teddy's face pierced far more guilt in him than his older self could've. he turns his head slightly.]

i'm going to feel sick if i do .

...

...

it's fine .

.. hm ?

[her reaction surprises him, but the boy remains calm.]

oh .. it's okay .
i'm not hungry .

[he sighs, mumbling to himself.]

not again ...

...

[the boy turns and lightly kisses the side of Teddy's head.]

..

...

alright ..

[she likes them more after all.]

mm ..

[he stares off and watches Desirée. he's been beginning to feel the self loathing too. only difference is that the boy is a little more silent.]

Teddy .. do you want to come over here ?

.. or play with the Hound ?

...

[the boy comes over, sitting beside Hershel and Luke.]

you didn't do anything wrong .

i wasn't much help .

hello .

[he refuses to mention anything about what happened earlier. shooting a glance up at Desmond and Teddy, he hopes they do the same.]

...

..

it sounds like .. they want us there ...

[the boy pushes the door open.]

i don't .. know ...

i don't think so ... it's just watching Hershel .

trying to get his attention .

..

Keats says it's the other dog .

he's asking the Hound what's happening . i don't know if it's a threat ..

thank you .

...

[he seems to focus for a moment.]

..

is it "later" already ?

is it back ?

[the boy suddenly walks towards the door, opening it slowly as he listens.]

[he takes the paper towel and gently starts dabbing it against his eye. it's clean now, but there is still a strange static texture to it.]

i ...

[he sounds a bit unsure. as though he wants the adult help, but far too accustomed to going without it.]

i can do it ..

..

okay .

but if it doesn't work you can give up on it .

i don't know ..

sometimes it feels like there's nothing there .

but sometimes i can still see through it ..

... not in a normal way .

...

[he stares at the disinfectant, and doesn't reach for it.]

would that ..

hurt a lot ?

um .. you can use whichever is more convenient right now ..

(he smiles gently, glancing towards Teddy.)

like a pirate . yup .

oh .. oops .

now i'm being silly too .

what's wrong Teddy .. ?

good kitty . thank you .

[he pets Keats behind the ear.]

o-oh .. right ...

[he was simply staring for a moment, lost in thought. as if paying close attention to something not there. the boy lets Teddy lead him away.]

we could always ask her .. or we can help look around if she doesn't know it either .