[ She turns her head to press her nose against his shoulder, taking a slower, deeper breath. ]
Thank you.
[ And those words are so rare from her (something she only offers when she means it), but this? It warrants real gratitude. She knows it means something more for Peter, hearing her say something like that, so...
[ And she's right, of course; voicing those particular thoughts aloud have a unique weight to them.
The word of thanks briefly catches him off-guard, if only because he so rarely ever heard it after he left Earth. It's something of an uphill climb, getting used to basic tenets of etiquette again.
He clears his throat a little awkwardly, his gaze skittering up to the roof of the igloo. ]
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Thank you.
[ And those words are so rare from her (something she only offers when she means it), but this? It warrants real gratitude. She knows it means something more for Peter, hearing her say something like that, so...
She offers him that real "thank you." ]
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The word of thanks briefly catches him off-guard, if only because he so rarely ever heard it after he left Earth. It's something of an uphill climb, getting used to basic tenets of etiquette again.
He clears his throat a little awkwardly, his gaze skittering up to the roof of the igloo. ]
Yeah. 'Course.
Anything for you.