Ever since having the horrible vision of Danny, Peter had sequestered himself in his home office, and worked at not drinking himself silly. The poor kid was only just eighteen. That there were people in this world who could inflict that kind of pain on those who were undeserving always made Peter feel horrified and helpless.
He looked up when Zoe and Cai entered, and he tried his best to give them a smile, though it ended up looking like a grimace. He had a headache and he massaged his temple before standing to greet them. "Do either of you want something to drink?"
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Date: 2014-07-27 01:41 am (UTC)From:He looked up when Zoe and Cai entered, and he tried his best to give them a smile, though it ended up looking like a grimace. He had a headache and he massaged his temple before standing to greet them. "Do either of you want something to drink?"