Peter's expression softens further as he hears the tone shift in Luca's voice. He misses them, too. It's still.... so weird, to think that they're gone. Sometimes it hits him all over again, a punch to the gut.

But it's the people who are left that he has to worry about, now. And they're just a bunch of kids...

"If any of you ever need.... well, more company, or food, or just... want somewhere else to crash for a weekend or something, I don't know, just to get out of the house? You guys can come over, okay? Any time." He offers another smile.

"We can all stick together."