Peter
And I broke my promise on a very sharp rock
And I was possessed by something unfriendly
A door. Drawing back, Peter chews at his lip, very nearly wearing a hole through it with his worry. At least it was something useful, and not some vengeful spirit reaching back up for him. And I was possessed by something unfriendly
He’s more than content to lean away and let Wessex stick her face in, wary of whatever the mechanism is. Though a thought does occur to him, one that has him shifting uncomfortably, his gaze thrown back down the slimy tunnel. “So if... we think it’s down there, what um... what covered the grave?”
While he airs his question, Pet shifts closer to Sunjata, a hand extending to gesture for the attuned’s, meaning to take advantage of the offer he’d made, as quickly and easily as possible. It’s a sensation much less intense than the bite between him and Adam, and that makes it that much easier to push through and ignore while others figure out the mechanism.
Pet point about that something would have had to cover up the door with dirt, and accepts the bite from Sunjata
And I was haunted by a demon in my sleep
And that’s how I learned to survive
And that’s how I learned to survive
