I guess for them, it's like searching for Superman for a long time and then finding out he's some weird kid who doesn't want to leave Earth.

[And, upon realizing that she probably doesn't know who that is:]

Or... like Jesus finally came back as a teenager and doesn't want to bring salvation. And they keep wanting me to be like - like what was foretold, but that'd mean leaving my family, my world, and being some kind of prince to a race I have no clue about except what I read in comic books. I don't know a thing about royalty or anything like that. Besides... I'm pretty sure I'd just get killed out there anyway.

[Ugh, he's rambling. Teddy usually doesn't show his soul like this that much; always makes him feel vulnerable. So, he rubs the back of his neck briefly, trying to pull everything back in.]

But yeah... you're right. I can't be prepared for the future if I keep beating myself up about the past. It wasn't either of our faults, I know that. I just wish I could've done something more.

[Really, he wishes they'd just leave him alone, no matter how much he wants to reach out and help them. They killed his mother, they nearly killed his beloved. What more can they do?]