why are you so petrified of silence

”What uh... what did you want to go to the library for?” Peter asked, closing the passage door behind them and leading the way though the back hallways. It wasn’t really the best shortcut, if he was honest, but it gave them some privacy, kept Loren away from the prying eyes of anyone else. With his hands wrapped up in front of him, Peter tried to figure out what he should say, what he should ask. The dull numbness of the others responses worries him, and he has to wonder what happened. He knows enough just enough to know he shouldn’t outright ask, so he tries to start casually. ”Why did you... I mean, I thought you said you weren’t... weren’t coming here.” Peter try, try your whole life to be righteous and good