Billy sat at the foots of the stairs, letting out a soft sigh. "...I just want my weird insane family to get along," he mumbled, lips twitching weakly at Tommy's ill-ability to say sorry, "No fighting. Not after...everything." His mind was still looming in the dark places Sinister had forced him to relive over and over, he just wanted everyone to get along. He didn't want to be the cause of all this fighting.