[Teddy's been observant all his life, going to even greater levels when he realized he had the power to change his shape and mimic other people if he wanted to. He's still young, and he still has a long way to go, but it's made him have a keen sense of awareness of when a smile is faked, when someone puts on a cheerful facade, when the tone of someone's voice is off. To notice them is crucial to someone like him.

He pushes his food around, then sets it down on the table before reaching out to place his hand on Mia's shoulder, giving it a gentle, supportive squeeze.]

I'm not hurting or anything, Mia. You've listened to me all this time, you helped me when I needed it. It's just the two of us here. You can rely on me, too, if you want.