Peter
And I broke my promise on a very sharp rock
And I was possessed by something unfriendly
All their efforts, and all they’d gotten was an opened door, and sad, stumbling responses. At least he knew what manner of beast the prince was now. Peter was beginning to sympathize much more with Sunjata than the others, a frown on his face when Wessex steps in, when Sam scolds him. Niceness hasn’t worked, why not resort to the easy road?And I was possessed by something unfriendly
Something in Peter snaps, something he hadn’t known ever lurked inside of himself. Something that furrowed his brows and had his hands clenching at his sides. “You’re embarrassing yourself.” He hisses, steady and firm. “You get to live, and you sit and and hide and act useless!” The words are loud for him, though still hardly above a normal speaking tone for anyone else, and laced not with pity, but with contempt. “Good thing she can’t see you acting like this.”
Pet has nothing to offer but sharp words, and is still hiding behind Sam
And I was haunted by a demon in my sleep
And that’s how I learned to survive
And that’s how I learned to survive
