[ There's a smoothness to Peter's mind that she loves, that calm celestial warmth a safe haven that she'd like to stay in for a while. Maybe one day he'll let her and she'll find a brief reprieve from her own mind with its tangled web of tragedies. Her attention focuses on him when she feels that little tug, and it's affection that flow across the thread between them. ]
(No, he doesn't. And I could certainly use a distraction right now.)
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( No, he doesn't. And I could certainly use a distraction right now. )