A crown of gold;
A heart that’s harder than stone;
Something about the conversation seemed to breathe again, the moment where a predators eye had lingered in him gone now, though Peter knew better than to let his guard down. The worst things always came when he thought everything was calm, after all. He offered Neron the slightest curl of his lips, the closest he was willing to get to a smile at the moment, and inclined his head, not having anything to actually say about his new position.
To learn that he had somehow come with Zariah’s recommendation, that he had somehow been competent enough when he’d thought he was alone did something strange to Peters guts. It was almost like pride, twisted like a fishhook behind his navel and pulling, threatening to tug some pressure up his throat. Peter had to swallow before h could find his voice again, though it was a touch more strained. ”Thank you. I do... I do understand. I’m looking forward to... beginning this.”
He even managed a soft laugh at Nerons addendum, and nodded his agreement. Peter had said all the things he knew he should say, before the things he wanted to say. ”I won’t let you down.” This was soft, the words packed with the same indescribable emotion that tugged at him, worry and dread and determination and excitement all wrapped into one.
To learn that he had somehow come with Zariah’s recommendation, that he had somehow been competent enough when he’d thought he was alone did something strange to Peters guts. It was almost like pride, twisted like a fishhook behind his navel and pulling, threatening to tug some pressure up his throat. Peter had to swallow before h could find his voice again, though it was a touch more strained. ”Thank you. I do... I do understand. I’m looking forward to... beginning this.”
He even managed a soft laugh at Nerons addendum, and nodded his agreement. Peter had said all the things he knew he should say, before the things he wanted to say. ”I won’t let you down.” This was soft, the words packed with the same indescribable emotion that tugged at him, worry and dread and determination and excitement all wrapped into one.
And it hurts a whole lot;
But it’s missed when it’s gone;
PETER
