It was more than a little creepy, her taking them through a cemetery after dark like this without an explanation. Way more elaborately weird than just jumping into a closet. If it wasn't for her conversational chatter reminding him that Cassie had gone on to try to have a totally normal life here, he would be spooked by then, sure she had gotten mixed up with some weird cult or something while Teddy and Billy weren't looking. It was all weird enough to have his shamed blush gone as soon as it came at the mention of their destruction, that in the past and tombstones around him in the present.
He stuck a little closer to Cassie than might have been totally necessary, hood pulled up over his head. Still, Teddy wasn't prepared for the extra chills brought on by the words on the marble. He had approached cautiously, just leaning in enough to make out the first word before he was skipping back again, shoving his hands into his pockets and watching Cassie anxiously. What did you even say to that? 'I'm sorry for your loss'? As freaked as he was, he knew this must have been way weirder for her, so he had to force himself closer again and stiffly offer a hug, apology etched across his face for the gesture.