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Boy, bar, several pieces of lined paper and a scowl.

He needs to figure out who to write notes to, and how to say what he needs to say.

Judging by the collection of balled-up papers nearby? It's not going well.

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He's clinging to that bit of information without reserve. He refuses to believe that he'll loose Teddy. If he thinks about anything else he'll collapse.

"Love you."

His own note reads:

Teja --

I've gone back to my world for the foreseeable future. Thank you for your help and advice.

--Billy Kaplan.

"Oh, speaking of Teja. He told me something you should know. What was it..." Teddy thinks for a second, and then remembers.

"'If the ones that you love... are fighting also, by your side or somewhere else... then you must trust him that he can fight as well as you do, and stop turning your head towards him all the time.' And then he said to walk the narrow gap between fearing for you, and knowing you were fighting along with me.

Billy nods in agreement, leaning over for a kiss. "I can't not worry about you. But I know you're capable."

"I think it was more that you not let that cripple you. Same here," he says, kissing Billy gently. "I worry because I love you."

"I love you too." Billy leans into the kiss. He's worried.

Really worried.

But he's trying not to be.

The kiss is reassuring, a rock of love.

"It'll be okay. Kate said it'll be okay, right?"

"Right. Kate said it will be okay."

Has to be.

"Okay," Teddy says with a forced smile. "Next letter, then."

Teddy's pushing, because they have to get through this.

"Right. Kate and Will."

"Okay, you tell me what you want to say for them. I barely know Will, really."

"Yeah, um. Okay." He thinks about it for a moment. "Dear Kate and Will, we've gone back to our world. See you on the other side ?"

Teddy tries not to crack a smile, and fails. "If it works for you, it works for me."

Billy smiles back. "Will apparently helps out at least once. So. We will see him, unless we're not there."

"Okay." He's not going to stop that frown with a question, and opts to fluffle Billy's hair instead.

"Okay. Next?"

"Almost done. Jenny, for you to write. Or Jay."

He's not sure if he should leave a note for Jay or not.

"Okay." Jenny's takes a little bit more thought, and there are several revisions before it's finally done. "Do you want to write one to Jay?"

Billy sighs. "I'm going to wait until I can apologize before I do."

"Yeah, good idea," he says, giving Billy a half-hug, and leaning against him a little.

Long pause.

"I have one for Dinah, and that's it, right?"

"And I need to do one for Esfir," Billy agrees. "And that's it. Except maybe sometimes people leave ones for everybody that might want one."

"Yeah, that's true. Maybe we should do that too."

Never hurts to be overprepared.

"I think we should," He agrees, chewing on the pen again.

"Okay. You write that one and Esfir's, and I'll write mine for Dinah."

Billy nods and starts scribbling out his own notes again.

Teddy will copy them for neatness later, if Billy wants. But right now, he's writing his own in flawless cursive.

(Homeschooling has its benefits.)

And having Narrative Morphology trying to fit him into the mold of a witch has it's disadvantages. Because his handwriting, pencil or ballpoint or anything, always comes out looking like it was blotted with a quill.