Bill's hand at his neck was comforting, grounding, and as much as he knew what Bill was going to say, and as much as he knew Bill meant it, it was still hard for him to accept.
He looked over at Bill finally, "I miss them."
It felt a little ridiculous. Less than a month ago he wouldn't have been even to tell someone their names, wouldn't have recognized the man in front of him if they'd walked past each other on the street. But part of him felt like he'd always missed them anyway, and now that all of the memories were back, knowing he'd never have the chance to make up time with Stan, be able to tell Eddie...everything, it made his chest ache.