[ He shrugs a shoulder, makes a light little noise from the back of his throat. Blithely, ]
Pigs are smart.
[ But he’ll leave it at that. When Charlie turns the question back on him, Peter makes a noncommittal sort of noise. ]
Same as it ever was with you.
[ A pause, and while that is more or less the truthful answer, part of him feels compelled to admit just how damn lonely it had been without Charlie there. But that’s too much to spring on the guy, especially given that he had already heard notes of guilt in Charlie’s voice earlier when, after a year and a half apart, he finally admitted to why he had left in the first place.
(He doesn’t know if anyone’s ever felt the need to “protect him” since his days as a child, and later, the idea will seem novel. Amusing, even. Right now, it just sounds ridiculous.) ]
... Only, you know. [ This, a little wryly, and a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. ] Quieter.
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Pigs are smart.
[ But he’ll leave it at that. When Charlie turns the question back on him, Peter makes a noncommittal sort of noise. ]
Same as it ever was with you.
[ A pause, and while that is more or less the truthful answer, part of him feels compelled to admit just how damn lonely it had been without Charlie there. But that’s too much to spring on the guy, especially given that he had already heard notes of guilt in Charlie’s voice earlier when, after a year and a half apart, he finally admitted to why he had left in the first place.
(He doesn’t know if anyone’s ever felt the need to “protect him” since his days as a child, and later, the idea will seem novel. Amusing, even. Right now, it just sounds ridiculous.) ]
... Only, you know. [ This, a little wryly, and a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. ] Quieter.