[He knows. Teddy knows how far he'd come, how proud Billy had been of him. It's why he didn't want him to see the list, didn't want him to know just how far Teddy had fallen from where he was just a month ago. He could've gotten back up on his own, maybe with some of Billy's help...

Right now, with his powers off, him finding his confidence again seems so far away. He takes in a shuddering breath, tensing from it all and leaning into Billy's hold a little more, needing that touch, craving it since he'd gone so long without it.]

I feel trapped... I want to make myself stop crying and I can't. I want to fix my hair and be smaller and I can't. It's like... It's like feeling your skin stretched as far as it can, but the person doing it isn't letting go. I'm a mess, and I can't fix any of it...

[He shuts his eyes, feeling more tears fall, and he curses himself for it.]

How is any of that...