The effect of Zariah’s praise was immediately obvious on Peter, his body straightening even more and his face brightening. He didn’t smile, but he came as close as Zariah would have seen from him.
”Thank you.” He said, so quickly his tongue nearly tripped on the words. ”I will, I’ll practice until... until you’re happy with my skills.” Until he could do what she needed him to. Waterboarding, or anything else, he was going to do it to the best of his abilities.
Bowing again, Peter turned to leave, then paused. The thought of Adam throbbed in the back of his head like a sore tooth, and he found himself turning back towards the family matriarch, playing with the water in his hands in lieu of twiddling his fingers. ”I um... I also wanted to ask a question. About... relationships?” Peter winced his way through the words, feeling stupid and childish, but not sure how else to ask.
PET
he is trying to tell you that there is some sort of shining star now buried deep inside him and he has to dig it out with a knife.
