☇thirty-four;

[alt_hulk]

[Teddy's voice is choked when he speaks, and those looking closely might notice some tears falling on the journal before they're quickly wiped off.]

Billy.... no...

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[alt_hulk]

[Teddy can hear Cloud breathing* while he looks at his page, but he doesn't reply for a while. When he does, the question is tentative and ragged:]

Hello?

[ ooc: * assuming he breathes, anyway. If not, lemme know? ]

[alt_hulk]

I'll--I'll be okay.

[alt_hulk]

Thanks, though.

I--I appreciate it.

[alt_hulk]

Yeah.

I'm... Teddy.

[alt_hulk]

[There's another sigh from Teddy before he closes the journal for a bit. He'll talk more later, but right now--the wound's too fresh.]