Peter
Suspicion lingered in the hard set of Peters face, his jaw working as he considered Loren. The summoners smile hadn’t faltered, and there was no expectation or snide trickery in his voice. There was just... sincerity. Encouragement, and support. Things Peter had thought would come with a family, but had only just received. ”I-I... I’d like that. I think.” Peter nodded, as if that somehow added to his certainty. ”Thank you.”
”Hungry?” Peter repeated, thinking about it. He wasn’t exactly hungry, but he knew he should eat. ”Yes. Kind of... yes.” It might be nice to get to spend more time with Loren, and this was as good an excuse as any. Even if he ended up spending the time not talking and considering the natural born Launceleyn.
”Hungry?” Peter repeated, thinking about it. He wasn’t exactly hungry, but he knew he should eat. ”Yes. Kind of... yes.” It might be nice to get to spend more time with Loren, and this was as good an excuse as any. Even if he ended up spending the time not talking and considering the natural born Launceleyn.
I don't wanna live that way
I do not wanna live in pain
I do not wanna live in pain
