[he smiles weakly, rubbing the back of his neck, following after her.] I did too. [Okay, that doesn't make any sense. Words, Tommy. He hurriedly adds:] Missed you, I mean.

[And now he's not looking at her because that's admitting more than he'd rather, so he goes back to shoving his hands into his pockets and looking at the apartment. If he had known what was going on in her head... Teddy was the only one who knew he'd been getting out of the house, doing stuff on his own. It was different--not the same as working as a team--and though it managed to blow off his steam, he's not sure he likes doing stuff on his own. It's almost sad.

He perks a little at the mention of pizza. Even though he's just had dinner, Tommy's appetite is rarely sated.]

Pizza sounds good. [he moves to stand next to her. And then sudden;y he's not sure what else to say. Like they had been apart for so long that they'd somehow lost touch with how to talk to each other. Well, that was stupid. They might've been through a lot, but they were still the same people, still friends, right?]

How's Eli doing? Teddy said he stopped texting him a couple of weeks ago.