PETER
Wide eyes drank in every word Zariah purred as very slowly, the knot of resistance grew looser in Peters mind, though not without more confusion. He had spent time with Loren, had had talks with Loren. He thought he had an idea of who the other man was, and it was clear he was struggling to fit what Zariah was saying into the picture he already had. But the family heads words are well spun, and more than that, she gives him something to grasp on to.
The you and I, the our. It includes him in the family, gives him a part to play. So even though he isn’t still isn’t sure of her words, he nods, aching for the response to his right answer. ”Yes, I understand.” The hands moving to his shoulders make him shiver, though it’s warmth that begins to bloom in his chest, the idea that things can be alright like this floating through his mind.
Then, his blood turns to ice in his veins, and all he can do it stare. It took him a moment to do more than blink, his brows coming together in confusion, trying to buy time while his mind worked furiously to figure out the best thing to say. ”He... doesn’t understand. The family. Or... or what it means to me. I’m sorry.” Peter talks as quickly and steadily as he can, his eyes focused on her. ”I’ll talk to him. I’ll make sure... I’ll make sure my feelings are clear.”
The you and I, the our. It includes him in the family, gives him a part to play. So even though he isn’t still isn’t sure of her words, he nods, aching for the response to his right answer. ”Yes, I understand.” The hands moving to his shoulders make him shiver, though it’s warmth that begins to bloom in his chest, the idea that things can be alright like this floating through his mind.
Then, his blood turns to ice in his veins, and all he can do it stare. It took him a moment to do more than blink, his brows coming together in confusion, trying to buy time while his mind worked furiously to figure out the best thing to say. ”He... doesn’t understand. The family. Or... or what it means to me. I’m sorry.” Peter talks as quickly and steadily as he can, his eyes focused on her. ”I’ll talk to him. I’ll make sure... I’ll make sure my feelings are clear.”
and our memories defeat us
and I’ll end this duress
and I’ll end this duress
