[Billy just beams, lifting his head into the kiss and sliding his free hand through Teddy's hair. He hadn't been particularly worried, since Teddy is the sort of person who'd probably praise it no matter how it looked, but generally it's easy to tell when someone's being genuine versus when they're just placating. The brownies may have been kind of lackluster, but if Teddy thinks that the gift is perfect, that's good enough for him.

He nuzzles his head against Teddy's, giving his hand a squeeze.]

You're welcome. Come on, though, grab as many brownies as you want and a drink, because we've got somewhere else to be.