they own this town

Though the reassurance is appreciated, Peter isn’t quite convinced that he had nothing to do with this. But even if he truly isn’t, his agreement had to have hastened the process, and that in itself is nearly as bad, at least to him. He doesn’t have the energy to devote to the subject though, not when he has to immediately disagree again. ”I can be... I am safe here.” It is Peters turn to reassure Rexanna, his voice growing more sure.”Safer, or... as safe as anywhere else.” He’s believes so anyway. He does leave out the other reason for his refusal though, knows that it won’t be well received. Keeping something quiet isn’t exactly the same as lying after all. But despite everything, the disruption to his call and everything that has lead up to it, this is family. The closest thing he’s ever had. He’s never been any good at running away, not from things worse than this even. Before she even speaks, Peter can see the hesitation in Rexanna, the careful weighting of options. It’s familiar, in a way he can’t quite place, but he recognizes the feeling. His mind, then his fingers, go to a scar on his back, and he wonders if maybe he shouldn’t have asked. He knows he wouldn’t answer a question about it. To his surprise though, she does start speaking. Peter listens raptly, eyes focused on her, though his expression grows darker and more upset the longer she speaks. There is a beat, after she explains, where he nods and rubs at his own shoulder, the words ’I’m sorry.’ falling from his lips again. He hopes Rexanna can tell the difference, between this apology and the last, he’s not blaming himself for what she went through, but what else can he say in face of such familiar horror? Peter chews his bottom lip while Rexanna continues, wearing it raw and bloody. He is not so presumptuous to assume that everything she described is linked to him, that would require a level of self importance he does not possess, but it leaves him at a loss. His questions are answered. At least, the easy ones are, the ones he was willing to aak. Save for maybe one. ”So... what... what are you gonna do now?” It felt so final to ask, like this would somehow be the last he ever saw of her. Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good