So Very Fine, So Happy Together

”No, I...” Peter faltered, struggling to keep himself composed, to keep from shutting down. This wasn’t fair. None of it. What had the god seen? When he’d been ignored twice already, what did they care? And the flower, if he were bolder he might laugh back in the face of the divine. It was snowing, was it not better to be picked and enjoyed for the days it had left than to wither under the ice? Instead of voicing any of his own venom or frustration, Peter swallowed, then looked up, focusing on the sardonic smile aimed at him. ”I’m sorry.” His voice was carefully neutral, he wasn’t going to win no matter what he did, so he might as well minimize the damage done. ”I wanted to... be better more quickly.” It took a clear effort to speak so evenly for him, every word slow, carefully thought out. ”I thought I was... supposed to ask for help when I needed it.” Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good