This was all that Billy could think. He was, legitimately, sitting in a room elbow-to-elbow with Super-teens and Big Blue himself. He nodded slowly as he listened to him, and, to be honest, he wasn't entirely sure what was happening. His parents were still in the dark about what was happening with him, and, if he were honest, he was scared about the idea of registering for the government. Registering with the government never boded well for his people. When Teddy spoke, he unconsciously took his hand and gave it a small squeeze. It took ever fiber of his being not to lean against him, but he chose to keep himself standing tall and straight.
Billy glanced at Spider-man as he hung...well, on his webs and that was so freaking weird and awesome. He tried to hold back is snicker, barely succeeding, as he spoke of Monopoly Man and Mr. Clean's love child. He'd never thought of Lex Luthor like that, but it was so true. When he continued to speak, though, Billy could only cringe. It was fucking Superman, Spidey. Jesus! "Oh hey, did that start already?" he asked with his brows raised. He covered his mouth afterward. "Sorry. I just." He cleared his throat. "I just thought it looked super interesting." Embarrassment. Dying. Now.
Spider-man then touched on Eli and he glanced at Teddy. "I wonder if he's going to come," he whispered. He hoped he would. There was a lot to talk about.
"Hey, wait, weren't you bringing brownies!" he said quickly, quietly, and albeit, a bit accusingly at Spider-man.