PETER
It’s almost funny, might be funny years in the future, but just as Edy looks to him for guidance, he’s settled his gaze on her, so used to following that he has no idea what to do without a leader. No idea how to be a leader.
”I... y-yes. He won’t... w-wouldn’t stay?” His mind very helpfully supplies a whole list of things that could have waylaid the missing patriarch, not a single one of them comforting. ”And... We-Wes-Wes...” Gods he can’t even finish the name, some part of him remembering how to shiver at the very thought of the Demi-god.
Peter is not a touchy person, and Edy scares him at the very best of times. This is different though, never mind that the words sound enough like an order to override his discomfort anyway - he needs it, maybe as much as she does. Without a breath of hesitation, Peter wraps his arms around the younger, taller Launceleyn and squeezes for all he’s worth. Is it to stop from shaking? Is it to offer comfort?
”I... y-yes. He won’t... w-wouldn’t stay?” His mind very helpfully supplies a whole list of things that could have waylaid the missing patriarch, not a single one of them comforting. ”And... We-Wes-Wes...” Gods he can’t even finish the name, some part of him remembering how to shiver at the very thought of the Demi-god.
Peter is not a touchy person, and Edy scares him at the very best of times. This is different though, never mind that the words sound enough like an order to override his discomfort anyway - he needs it, maybe as much as she does. Without a breath of hesitation, Peter wraps his arms around the younger, taller Launceleyn and squeezes for all he’s worth. Is it to stop from shaking? Is it to offer comfort?
when i look at you all I can see
Are the mistakes were going to make
Are the mistakes were going to make
