Thomas laughed loudly, a booming and barky laugh which was infectious. "Well, some people are strange, right?" he said, winking back.

"Talk to me?" Peter asked, and then he struggled to disentangle himself from Thomas. "What even are your legs!?" he cried out, which caused Thomas to help him even as he started laughing again. When Peter was sorted out, he stood and smiled at the pair of them. "I actually had another thing for you. The thing we talked about the other day?"