Whereas Sirius was upset at Jamie and Al, Teddy understood. The situation was mad and they had probably thought they'd been abducted or something to get revenge on who? Oh yeah, Harry. He didn't begrudge them, especially Al, not being here. And maybe he was a little afraid of catching up with Jamie.
Teddy stretched out on his bed, laying on his side and getting as close as he could to Sirius without actually touching beyond their hands. It was mostly just so Sirius wouldn't be stretching his arm out awkwardly while in the chair. "I keep waiting for Victoire just as much as James keeps waiting for Lily," even though they hadn't been married, weren't even currently dating but that was a Helluva statement wasn't it? But that was the crux of it - everyone he loved was dead and the few that were here were just different enough that it had thrown him into a tailspin.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't be putting any of this on you. We're kind of a fucked up generation," some of them were anyway. The one's closest to the epicenter. He'd been one of the first. It was very clear that he was trying to pack it all away again, even going so far as to kiss the back of Sirius's hand in apology. He could make himself better. He could force it. It was okay. He would be fine.