[ it's faint, the echoing sort of "maybe" lingering here and there. peter is warmed to it. maybes are something he's well-acquainted with, but perhaps in a capacity so different he doesn't quite want to think about that alongside the remorse just yet. he waits for her to give herself a decent dusting before gesturing with a gentle hand.
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It may do you some good to clear your head a bit. Hadrian. I'm sorry we had to meet under such dour circumstances.
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It may do you some good to clear your head a bit. Hadrian. I'm sorry we had to meet under such dour circumstances.