"They've got a few," Teddy sighs before turning to his guards and waving them away. The guards definitely don't look pleased with that. But they still obey when he waves them away. It isn't until they retreat that Teddy speaks again, in plain English.

"Kathryn is older. Thomas is younger. And they're menaces. Intangible when they touch. They also seem to make illusions. But I'm terrified they're going to go through the hull and..."

The fear in his voice is horrible. The pain. His children, he clearly loved them.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't... use both the names you wanted," he whispers.

"Oh holy shit," Billy says, his voice full how disbelief. "You two have..."

Teddy runs his fingers through his hair.

"I need a moment with Tommy," Teddy interrupts Billy. "David, Billy, if you could... Just up and around the corner. The guards are likely lingering. Tell them I want you taken to a private room. I have to... I just need a moment."