Tommy could hear it, how much he loved those kids. Despite how they'd been made, how hard it was for him to even say two words to Tommy, Teddy still loved them with all his supersized hero heart. It was ... very Teddy, and hearing it stabbed Tommy right in the chest.

He ignored it. "You didn't have to ... ChristTed." Tommy looked away, taking in deep breaths, counting them for control. He'd named one after Tommy. Even with everything, he still named one after Tommy, like he didn't blame him. He didn't know what Tommy knew.

"You don't have to. I know you didn't want me to come. I get it," Tommy said quickly. I won't..." Try to talk to them? Try to get in the way? Tommy had no idea what he was saying.