PETER
Out of any answer he might have thought he'd get, somehow she chooses the one that he isn't expecting. Peter cocks his head, considering it, and notices that the cold seems to not touch him any more, the spray from the water not affecting him. It's as if hes been wrapped in a blanket of thick fleece, no longer touched by the world. It's comforting.
Peter takes a moment to shrug his shoulders, and stretch out his fingers. "I... I think it depends." He takes a step closer to her, his head tilted like a strange mirror of the her. "I am... sometimes. More now than um... than before."
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
