why are you so petrified of silence

It is oddly disconcerting to have Loren’s numb voice respond. Peter shifts from foot to foot, almost physically weighing the pros and cons of pushing the issue, of actually asking what’s wrong, and trying to help his kin like that. Comfort, support, they were not things that came naturally to him. While there is nothing in the way of support Peter can offer, he does know a way to the library. ”It’s... you go down, and there’s a.... a thing you can... why don’t I, I can show you?” It would be easier than trying to explain the directions, and maybe give him a chance to do... well, something. Something more. Without really giving Loren a choice of whether to accept or reject the offer, Peter pun on his heel, and began walking, slowly at first to ensure Loren was following. They go down the hall and around a corner, stopping before a staircase. Peter considers it a moment, then steps to the side and presses at a brick, a whole section of the wall moving under his touch. He gestures for Loren to go into the secret passage first, if only so he can be sure it is closed properly behind them. Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good