PETER
Peter felt bad for the distress his news had caused Maea, and he felt even worse that all he could offer was a weak shrug. ”I wasn’t staying there, so I... i don’t know all the details. But I think... something got in? Monsters or... something.” He sighed softly, then tried to offer good news.
”There’s a bar, a new bar though. Called the um... the VlamVloed?” His tongue tripped over the name, but he was close enough. Peter pushed off the fence entirely then, offering a hand to Maea. ”I can take you? Maybe... maybe they’ll have a spare bed?” He would lead her to the bar, if she’d let him. Really, it was the least he could do.
”There’s a bar, a new bar though. Called the um... the VlamVloed?” His tongue tripped over the name, but he was close enough. Peter pushed off the fence entirely then, offering a hand to Maea. ”I can take you? Maybe... maybe they’ll have a spare bed?” He would lead her to the bar, if she’d let him. Really, it was the least he could do.
and our memories defeat us
and I’ll end this duress
and I’ll end this duress
