"Thing is," he says, throat raspy, "I'm not sure you are fine. After dying. After everything with Billy. And it's okay if you're not."

He wipes at his mouth, before he reaches for the towel he saw out of the corner of his eyes. Gently, he dabbles at Teddy's chest, before handing it to him to take over.

Before he goes any further, Setsuna cups his hand and manages to use his powers to make water appear in it. He uses it to clean out his mouth and spits it out, not caring about the room in the slightest.

"Sure. Can't use my powers for anything else in here. But at least I can do that." He lets his bitterness die down before he addresses Teddy.

"I know. I'll be fine, too," Setsuna tries to assure him, determined. "And I'm sorry."