PETER
Somehow, its weirder to actually watch the voice come out than it was to just hear it, but it's impossible to argue with it. Peter nods, then looks down at his own feet, seeming to think for a moment before kicking off his other boot, only looking back up when he too is standing barefoot. It is cold, and he wonders absently how temporary it is. When he looks back up, there is more hesitation on his features, but his body language is calmer. He's more worried about insulting her than he is his own safety. "Are you real?" His voice is quieter now, not echoing off the stone and water surrounding them, his question kept private.
Distance, distance keeps you safe
And I don't wanna scare you away
And I don't wanna scare you away
You're laughing cause it's funny
How you're fooling everybody but me
How you're fooling everybody but me
