Good time for a change
see, the luck I’ve had
A soft breath of relief leaves Peter, Kaimana’s words making more than enough sense to be agreeable. With a renewed interest, he leans down more, getting closer to eye level with the bright fungi. ”Homeostasis is just...” He looks up and waves his hand, trying to mime the word1 before it comes to him. ”...like, being stable, right?”
”How long would you, uh... would we have to observe?” He’s not quite sure if he agrees with exciting per se, but it is interesting, and well... Peter is more than intrigued by the idea of Apricum popping with colourful fungus. Maybe it would help it’s first impressions.
It’s not the expression that Peter notices first, but the sudden subdued tone that comes from Kaimana. He looks up, and is hit with the full force of the next words. I’m not s’posed to interfere. Something settles in his gut like a cooling guilt, and Peter finds himself shaking his head quickly, reaching out for the younger man, but stopping himself before he gets anywhere. Apricum picks up the slack where he can’t, bumping it’s nose into the demigods knee again, demanding the excited attention from before.
After a moment, Peter forces himself to speak, to try to fix this2. ”I do like them. Can you um... can you do other kinds? Or just uh, just red?” He tries to force some of his interest to reflect in his actual tone, to not be so standoffish, though he doesn’t move to reclose the distance between them.
1.While he would be the first to admit that he’s generally not the best with fancier words, this is one that he’s actually fairly certain he knows, if only he could force the definition to his tongue faster.
2. It’s strange how certain things will override his own discomfort. But the tone, the slump of Kaimanas shoulders, it’s all so familiar, and to have been the one who caused it in someone else kills him a little bit.
”How long would you, uh... would we have to observe?” He’s not quite sure if he agrees with exciting per se, but it is interesting, and well... Peter is more than intrigued by the idea of Apricum popping with colourful fungus. Maybe it would help it’s first impressions.
It’s not the expression that Peter notices first, but the sudden subdued tone that comes from Kaimana. He looks up, and is hit with the full force of the next words. I’m not s’posed to interfere. Something settles in his gut like a cooling guilt, and Peter finds himself shaking his head quickly, reaching out for the younger man, but stopping himself before he gets anywhere. Apricum picks up the slack where he can’t, bumping it’s nose into the demigods knee again, demanding the excited attention from before.
After a moment, Peter forces himself to speak, to try to fix this2. ”I do like them. Can you um... can you do other kinds? Or just uh, just red?” He tries to force some of his interest to reflect in his actual tone, to not be so standoffish, though he doesn’t move to reclose the distance between them.
1.While he would be the first to admit that he’s generally not the best with fancier words, this is one that he’s actually fairly certain he knows, if only he could force the definition to his tongue faster.
2. It’s strange how certain things will override his own discomfort. But the tone, the slump of Kaimanas shoulders, it’s all so familiar, and to have been the one who caused it in someone else kills him a little bit.
can make a good man
turn bad
PETER
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