Questions and Concerns

Peters brows quirked at Adams answer, not sure if he should be concerned or simply take the edgy words in stride. He supposed they could simply be taking about very different kinds of crazy, though the bemused expression on his face remained in place.

”Can it fill up... um, can it be... not alcohol?” Peter wasn’t sure how useful a cup that only filled with alcohol was. It probably depended on how much one liked alcohol, so for him it was next to useless. Still neat, just not something he’d want. ”It’s good you... you got something good.” Hopefully it was worth the faceful of minotaur.

”I was... I joined... there was a uh, a woman...” Peter tried to find the words to explain as he took the offered seat beside Adam, the heels of his feet tapping against the wall. ”I have... I have a family, and... and a new name!” Adam was the first person he’d actually told, and he was surprised at how good it feel to be able to say he had a family.

PETER

They don't know you like I do
The little secrets that you keep
I'm gonna haunt your dreams at night
You'll have to hide those kitchen knives