It's a good thing one of them's able to have that much willpower, because it definitely isn't him right now. Nida breaks the contact, and Billy finally blinks, taking a shuddering breath in as he tries to slow his racing heart, processing what just happened. It must be the violet power, then. Sharing like that. Not just projecting a feeling, but knowledge. He knows now, like it's incontrovertible fact, that Nida cares for him. Nida wants him. And all the rest...
Billy shakes his head at Nida's words, finally looking back up at him. "You'd never be a rebound," he says quietly, but with a sense of finality. "That's one of the things I was figuring out, these last few weeks. I loved Teddy, but the way I feel about you doesn't have anything at all to do with him. It's just--about you." He offers a smile, small and a little shy but warm and sweet and just for Nida. "That's why it was important for me to figure things out. I mean--I am serious. You, uh, might have noticed, but I don't really do things halfway." He's all or nothing. He's always been all or nothing. But there's another important bit of clarification, something to say. "I know, though. No matter what, you're my friend, and I hope you know I'm yours. Whether we're here, or--anywhere else. Whatever else we are. No matter what, that isn't going to stop. But--" Again, that rush of confidence gives him the courage to keep going. "But I really hope we do get there. I just want to be better. You make me want to be better. That's all."
He wants to reach out, to touch Nida again, but he knows if he does that, it wouldn't be fair with everything they've just done, so instead he just takes another deep breath, shaking his head as that smile goes a little more rueful. "I should go see if Seifer needs help. Do me a favor? Just...rest for a little while? I know it's just a sprain, but still."
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Billy shakes his head at Nida's words, finally looking back up at him. "You'd never be a rebound," he says quietly, but with a sense of finality. "That's one of the things I was figuring out, these last few weeks. I loved Teddy, but the way I feel about you doesn't have anything at all to do with him. It's just--about you." He offers a smile, small and a little shy but warm and sweet and just for Nida. "That's why it was important for me to figure things out. I mean--I am serious. You, uh, might have noticed, but I don't really do things halfway." He's all or nothing. He's always been all or nothing. But there's another important bit of clarification, something to say. "I know, though. No matter what, you're my friend, and I hope you know I'm yours. Whether we're here, or--anywhere else. Whatever else we are. No matter what, that isn't going to stop. But--" Again, that rush of confidence gives him the courage to keep going. "But I really hope we do get there. I just want to be better. You make me want to be better. That's all."
He wants to reach out, to touch Nida again, but he knows if he does that, it wouldn't be fair with everything they've just done, so instead he just takes another deep breath, shaking his head as that smile goes a little more rueful. "I should go see if Seifer needs help. Do me a favor? Just...rest for a little while? I know it's just a sprain, but still."