Gonna Make You Popular

Peter didn’t believe the assurances Jiao babbled at him, didn’t trust the way thwy were said, but neither did he stop her from dragging him deeper into the woods. He didn’t exactly make it easy, his feet dragging over things he would have no issue with normally, but he did want to say he had put up some fight. The space he was taken to was pretty, exactly the kind of thing Peter had been looking for when he’d first wandered into the forest. A place to sit was pointed out, Peter going to sit obidiently, but frowning and hesitating when he was instructed to take off his scarves.”No, I.. it’s just my face? You can see it.” Despite his protests, Peters hands cane up, slowly unwinding six scarves from around his neck. He stopped at the last one, a now tattered strip of woven blue fabric, the wool so faded the design on it is nearly impossible to pick out, and looked up at her with something like panic on his face. ”Not this.” If he was pressed, he would probably take the last one off as well, but it last clear Peter is trying to keep some hold on the familiar. Peter The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.