A crown of gold;
A heart that’s harder than stone;
Peter waited quietly as his clarification was considered, hoping it would be enough to satisfy Neron. He drew in a slow breath, tensing at the tone in the sigh, only to relax at the calm again words. And then tense again a moment later as the offer of spymaster really sunk in.
There is no obvious reaction, just a careful blankness on Peters face as he seems to consider his answer, surprising even himself with how quickly and steadily it comes. ”I would be... honoured.” Of course, Peter knows this dance well enough to say the right things first. ”But I would... like to know what will be expected of me.” Might as well know as much as possible about the fire he was going to be walking into.
There was panic underneath his calm facade, every part of Peters mind focused on the conversation, on analyzing every single nuance so he could try and decide for sure if this was even real.
There is no obvious reaction, just a careful blankness on Peters face as he seems to consider his answer, surprising even himself with how quickly and steadily it comes. ”I would be... honoured.” Of course, Peter knows this dance well enough to say the right things first. ”But I would... like to know what will be expected of me.” Might as well know as much as possible about the fire he was going to be walking into.
There was panic underneath his calm facade, every part of Peters mind focused on the conversation, on analyzing every single nuance so he could try and decide for sure if this was even real.
And it hurts a whole lot;
But it’s missed when it’s gone;
PETER
