Teddy closes his eyes briefly, smiling, and absently drying his hands on a linen towel. He could say a lot of things, all true- that he's glad Billy had a good time, that it was the best he could organize in the circumstances, that he's glad they finally got through a party without something happening. It all just boils down to one easy fact, though, and he pulls one of Billy's hands off his stomach to bring it up to his mouth, kissing his knuckles, and murmurs, "I love you."