[ Peter huffs out a breath, something nearly shaping itself into a laugh. ]
That's a nice sentiment.
But, I dunno. This place seems safe enough, murdery-cult-vibes aside. Once everyone starts turning in for the night, you could hang out in the boats till morning.
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That's a nice sentiment.
But, I dunno. This place seems safe enough, murdery-cult-vibes aside. Once everyone starts turning in for the night, you could hang out in the boats till morning.
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[...That was possibly not the point of this, but Cole sounds so earnest when he asks.]
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[ A pause, as the words settle in his head. He cuts off, blinking at the guy, head tilting a little.
Then, ]
... Wait, what?
[ Maybe Peter misunderstood... ]
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I don't think boats usually do, but I don't know what they're like here.
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[ Well. That is. An odd question. And Peter stares at the kid for a long while, waiting for a "just kidding!" or a "ha ha, had you goin', huh?"
But nothing like that comes, and Peter realizes he's talking to a very odd person. ]
I think the boats are gonna be just fine.