[ Peter pauses at that explanation, quiet for a few moments as that sinks in. Then he's nodding, because— ]
Yeah. Yeah, that... makes sense. That it's still like, hanging around.
[ It does make sense. And as creepy as the thought is, at least it's something to hang onto. Some avenue of thought and reason, and a problem that can be... fixed. Right? With what she's saying?
And then maybe he'll be.... fixed. Maybe not all the way, but. This weird shit. The forgetting things, losing track of time and self and so much else, even the little... hallucinations; he thinks that what they are, anyway.
He nods again, more firmly this time. ] Okay, yeah. I uh— it's Peter (insert middle name here because he has no canon one lmfao) Graham.
[ ...A safe place, though. That one's not so easy. He pauses, a soft frown tugging at the corners of his mouth. ....He doesn't have anything like that. Not really. Nowhere felt safe, not for a really long fucking time. Not even sleep was safe. ]
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Yeah. Yeah, that... makes sense. That it's still like, hanging around.
[ It does make sense. And as creepy as the thought is, at least it's something to hang onto. Some avenue of thought and reason, and a problem that can be... fixed. Right? With what she's saying?
And then maybe he'll be.... fixed. Maybe not all the way, but. This weird shit. The forgetting things, losing track of time and self and so much else, even the little... hallucinations; he thinks that what they are, anyway.
He nods again, more firmly this time. ] Okay, yeah. I uh— it's Peter (insert middle name here because he has no canon one lmfao) Graham.
[ ...A safe place, though. That one's not so easy. He pauses, a soft frown tugging at the corners of his mouth. ....He doesn't have anything like that. Not really. Nowhere felt safe, not for a really long fucking time. Not even sleep was safe. ]
...Can it be a place that used to?