Thomas sniffled and when he finally pulled away, he wiped at his eyes before looking at Theseus. "Oh, Jesus. I thought- I mean, I didn't think- I'm not ready for him to go, but I never will be. But I'm so glad it's you. And when he was younger, I was so worried he wouldn't even be allowed to-" Thomas took a deep breath and tried to keep himself from sobbing. "Jesus, I'm rambling. I'm just so happy!" he finally finished, and then he patted Theseus' shoulder.
"You should probably go find him. And maybe don't let him see me until you ask since I have a feeling my face will give it away."