Gonna Make You Popular

Peter frowned, his eyes narrowing at her words as her expression, and then narrowing again as she teased him. He ignored the first part, not sure how to make his point more clearly, but the second point he knew how to argue. “I did say what I meant.” Peter pointed out fiercely. ”You just didn’t know what it was without the right word.” It was an outburst he normally wouldn’t make, but he was at his wits end, and needed to cling to some line. The comparison to a sheep actually managed to crack the sour mask on his face, his lips curling upwards at the words. It brought to mind a feeling of contentment, and a quiet comfort, things he hadn’t had before coming here. The snip of scissors so close to him made him shiver, but not pull away. He had a feeling Jiao would simply do what she wanted in regards to this anyway. Perhaps it was the leftover fuzzy feeling from the sheep comment, perhaps he had simply been worn  down enough to not argue anymore, but Peternfound himself actually considering her question. ”I... I like it better here. There’s lots of green, and it... it rains.” There were other things too, but just because he wasnt fighting Jiao didn’t mean Peter was going to share everything either. ”Where I come from is... it’s b-b... it’s not good. There’s dust, and people... people get sick, and there’s the police. And the li-li-little glowy... glowy big cloud, uh... swarm! The glowy swarms.” Really, he was just describing his own personal least favours things, but it worked well enough as a rather simple laundry list of the shortcomings of his world. ”People weren’t nice, or... or anything there.” Peter The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.