[ Peter blinks at that, trying to recall where Lastonbell is. His own assessment seems to match up with Charlie's, at least, and he winces again. ]
Shit. That's a ways away.
[ He sighs quietly, his free hand pinching the bridge of his nose. (His other hand still rests in Charlie's, and either Peter's forgotten, or he's unwilling to let it go.) ]
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Shit. That's a ways away.
[ He sighs quietly, his free hand pinching the bridge of his nose. (His other hand still rests in Charlie's, and either Peter's forgotten, or he's unwilling to let it go.) ]
Don't suppose you've got a shortcut, huh?