Billy hopped off the bus, taking Teddy's hand and finishing the story he'd be telling, leaning in close, head on his shoulder and laughing. Glancing at his watch he swore, quickening his pace and dragging Teddy along sounding very much like the white rabbit with incessant 'we're late's.
He was glad Cassie had contacted them. he wanted to talk to her. Wanted to plan how they would find the others, and how they would all get back home again. And he wanted to finally apologize.