With Teddy's arrival, Billy's barely had time to think of anything else; he's skipped a day of classes already, and it occurs to him that he should probably tell someone what's going on so they don't think he's gone. There are those who know, of course, and he'd sought Alexis out as soon as possible, but he knows just as well as anyone that the thought is always there.

He's left Teddy behind for a little while as he heads to the compound, food mostly on his mind. And homework, the responsible part of Billy adds, but he ignores it. He's going to enjoy what he can, when he can, and as long as someone knows he's still around, he figures he's allowed to be scarce for a few days.

But first, food. Well, second. He'd stopped by the bookshelf and filled up his backpack with a few magazines, comics and books for Teddy and himself, and headed to the kitchen. He set the bag on the counter by the fridge and opened the door, sticking his head in to see if there was anything he could take back home with him.