[Billy looks nonplussed, upset on Tommy's behalf. He has an idea how hard it must be for Tommy to cope without his speed.] I'm sorry.

[He'd come here for a reason though, and it's still a good reason, talking this out, clearing the air. Billy drops down to perch on the coffee table, arms crossing in front of him.]

So. We kind of had sex and now it's weird. But it's not our fault, so I think we should just say that and then ... move on.