[What Teddy gives him, the assurance that there's nothing to beg forgiveness for, is far greater than forgiveness itself. Tears flood his vision, his head lowering as a fine tremble runs through his shoulders. Part of him had feared that Teddy would grow to resent him for all the problems he'd passed on.

Now he takes their joined hands, pressing the back of Teddy's hands to his forehead and taking a deep, shuddering breath before raising his head again, eyes still wet but unwaveringly meeting Teddy's.] Thank you. [He smiles shakily, the relief palpable.] You've grown into an incredible man. I wish for nothing more than to have been around to watch it happen. The moment you were born, I was in love. I wish I could have told you so every day.