[ Hearing the way she's breathing, kind of shaky, makes Peter look back over at Johanna as she gives him that careful pat on the shoulder. He's still too dazed to feel too alarmed, but he's watching her as she gets up and moves off, and then Peter's managing to sit up a bit more, rubbing his eyes with both palms, then gazing around again.
.....Taking in the state of the living room. Candles and the weird plants all over the place; it kind of looks like a tidal wave came through. ....Should it look like that? Why's he on the floor? An uneasiness starts brewing in him, slow and quiet and odd through the thickness of his foggy mind. He calls out to her, quietly, but the apartment's small enough that he thinks she'll be able to hear him even from here. ]
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.....Taking in the state of the living room. Candles and the weird plants all over the place; it kind of looks like a tidal wave came through. ....Should it look like that? Why's he on the floor? An uneasiness starts brewing in him, slow and quiet and odd through the thickness of his foggy mind. He calls out to her, quietly, but the apartment's small enough that he thinks she'll be able to hear him even from here. ]
....Did I fall asleep?