All Alone Together

”I don’t mind.” Came the immediate and automatic response, a distant smile flirting over Peter’s face before it fell into something utterly blank again. Very slowly, he looked down, toward Apricum, regarding his companion like he’d never really done it before. Then, just as slowly, he moved his gaze back up to Remi. ”I’m not doing... anything. This is Apricum, it’s... doing its own thing. I... it found me. In Longnight.” Peter moved his hand away, coaxing his companion to step away fron him, as if to prove it’s autonomy. The alchemist sat down, or at least sank down, and Peter swivelled around so he could meet eyes with the other man more easily. There was a quiet forming between them, maybe comfortable and pensive on the other mans side, but Peter was not in the headspace to deal with extended solves, and sought to fill it immediately. ”How has your um... your wagon coming along? Or... cart?” was there a difference? Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good