( Peter moves to follow the direction, moving slowly along the pathway and glancing around at everything as he does. Really, it is beautiful.... and safe. He can see why Ange would create it, and want to stay. ...And Peter of all people knows what it is to tuck one's self in somewhere safe, away from everything. There's no judgment here. )
Hey, you know me — I'll eat anything.
( He grins, glancing back over at his friend. But, given teaparties: )
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Hey, you know me — I'll eat anything.
( He grins, glancing back over at his friend. But, given teaparties: )
What kinds of cake do y'all have here?