We're Gonna Have to Go Through It

Peter cocked his head and watched Adam turn the thing over and over in his hands, making faces at it the whole time. He didn’t see how it would help, but maybe Adam would... remember something again, or come to a sudden epiphany. He did agree with the idea that it had just been to keep Adam busy, though he tried to not let that thought show on his face too much. ”I don’t uh... don’t think it... it can do anything on its own.” Peter pointed, hesitantly reaching out towards it. His fingers trembled slightly, like he expected Adam to pull the horn out of reach, or worse. ”Maybe you have to... you have to... have to make something with it? The man who ow... who I worked for, when I was, um, younger? He had a gun with the handle made from horn.” It did seem the kind of task that might be a little beyond Adam. There was a possibility that they were thinking about this too hard though. Peters hand brushed against the bone, and he shrugged. ”Maybe it... God? Just wants a... Just wants a horn.” Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good