Peter
And I broke my promise on a very sharp rock
And I was possessed by something unfriendly
Excited might not be the most apt word to describe Peter right now, but he is more than eager to be pointed towards a purpose. And on the way to purpose, he talks, in quiet, faltering words, openness so much harder when he actually needs to speak out loud. But hey, maybe it’ll give him some objectivity on his whole... situation. And I was possessed by something unfriendly
He clams up as they approach who he can only assume to be Sam, the man faintly familiar in the way faces in a crowd tend to be. Pet nods a greeting, the expression on his face right, but prepared. He’s ready to be pointed at something, to be thrown into something simple.
Pet arrives with his upgrades, and his usual baggy clothes and boots
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
