[The one thing that gets him to even consider listening to the little voice telling him to pull back is another whisper: You're scaring her. What if she was from before she got killed? Teddy can count on one hand the times he'd cried in front of her after he hit his teenage years. And for him to react this way, holding her like she's so important to him, crying and telling her he's sorry and that he loves her...
What's she supposed to think about that? She's taking it well, at least, and even kissing the side of his head - god, that just causes a fresh wave of tears. But still, even though she's a Skrull, a race that's violent and powerful and Teddy still can't believe the kind mother he'd always known was actually one of them, this is still his mom and he's not sure how Skrulls view things like a possible terrible future or their sons crying over it or...
So he's the one who pulls back and covers his eyes with one hand, though he still keeps the other on her shoulder, like he just can't stop keeping contact with her. There's a long pause, and a few more shakes of his shoulders, before he wipes his hand across his eyes and looks up at her. He has a weak and shaky smile, and his eyes look wet and disbelieving yet happy, but all traces of tears are gone. The wonders of being a shapeshifter.]
I can't believe you're here. How did... [Dumb question, no one knows how they got here.] Are you okay? You're... You're fine, right? [Dammit, you're going to scare her again.]
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What's she supposed to think about that? She's taking it well, at least, and even kissing the side of his head - god, that just causes a fresh wave of tears. But still, even though she's a Skrull, a race that's violent and powerful and Teddy still can't believe the kind mother he'd always known was actually one of them, this is still his mom and he's not sure how Skrulls view things like a possible terrible future or their sons crying over it or...
So he's the one who pulls back and covers his eyes with one hand, though he still keeps the other on her shoulder, like he just can't stop keeping contact with her. There's a long pause, and a few more shakes of his shoulders, before he wipes his hand across his eyes and looks up at her. He has a weak and shaky smile, and his eyes look wet and disbelieving yet happy, but all traces of tears are gone. The wonders of being a shapeshifter.]
I can't believe you're here. How did... [Dumb question, no one knows how they got here.] Are you okay? You're... You're fine, right? [Dammit, you're going to scare her again.]