"Change isn't... its not easy like that. I don't... I'm not allowed to decide Adam." The more he argued against, the more it did seem tempting. Terrifying, but tempting. Would it make him like Adam, to choose his own path? Peter's brows furrowed as he looked over the other man again, his teeth worrying into his lip. But... he had been so lost when he'd first arrived, directionless and wanting. Even if he did turn his back on the order he had, there would be something else to come up that he would follow.
Peter frowned back at Adam, his back straightening as he leaned away. "No. No, Sainen is... it's where I lived. And Akkarain, but its not... not a capital. Not of Nuwa." He took a step back, balancing on the branch and crossing his arms. The more Adam had said, the more suspicious the whole thing seemed. Suddenly, everything the other man had said, everything he'd done --the kiss-- was thrown into this confusion.
"What do you want from me?" Peter asked, his voice cold and lifeless. Whatever progress Adam might had made was immediately thrown away, this one coincidence (it wasn't a coincidence, couldn't be) overwriting whatever doubts Peter might have had with swirling delusions of Adam's ulterior motives.
PETER
They don't know you like I do
The little secrets that you keep
I'm gonna haunt your dreams at night
You'll have to hide those kitchen knives
The little secrets that you keep
I'm gonna haunt your dreams at night
You'll have to hide those kitchen knives
