Mmm.

[he sends a soft wave of comfort; warm, understanding. ]

Yeah. I’m guessing he doesn’t want space from you. [otherwise, Billy could be moping alone right now in his weird little sex studio. ] He probably just wants you to - you know. Be there.

[he thinks. probably. ] He was worried he wasn’t enough. For you. [before he kicked Billy out.] For some reason, can’t imagine why, I don’t think he wanted to hear that he was, from me.