To say he's nervous would be an understatement β Peter's literally having to take a moment to talk himself through stepping up towards the Sanctuary.
The place itself.... unnerves him, even frightens him. With all of its protections and its particular reputation, combined with his severely possessed status, he.... pretty consistently hosts a fear that at any given moment he might have some kind of adverse reaction, and his imagination conjures up a varietypack of horrible effects.... He's only been here once before, for Sansa's birthday several months back, and it did make him feel ill here and there, the entity within him so sensitive to any wards around the banquet hall. Not in any real danger from them, just... affected. Peter can only imagine how it might be further in, and he can't help feeling like he's something that shouldn't be here. (Monster, is the word that whispers at the shell of his ear. You're a monster, something bad.)
...But he's here, and he's continuing on, and he's not running away. Peter remains aware that he needs help. He's been getting it, really, in so many various forms β but there are parts of it that no one has really yet been able to touch upon. Meeting with someone who can maybe look inside of him in the way Shen Yuan seems capable of doing, maybe perceive his and Paimon's situation on that spiritual level... as terrifying as the thought is, Peter also knows it's an opportunity he can't pass up.
And the man has been nothing but kind and helpful to him already. While Peter's fears about what could happen (could go wrong) feel like a tight ball of writhing snakes in his gut, he is trying to trust the process.
He spots the man quickly enough in the courtyard; Shen Yuan certainly stands out with the way he's dressed and his overall presence, and Peter approaches shyly, but with a little smile (nauseous around the corners, but that's Just Peter.)
"Heyβ! I made it." His awkward smile nudges upwards a bit as he shifts the shoulder bag tucked against one arm. "It's good to finally meet you in person."
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The place itself.... unnerves him, even frightens him. With all of its protections and its particular reputation, combined with his severely possessed status, he.... pretty consistently hosts a fear that at any given moment he might have some kind of adverse reaction, and his imagination conjures up a varietypack of horrible effects.... He's only been here once before, for Sansa's birthday several months back, and it did make him feel ill here and there, the entity within him so sensitive to any wards around the banquet hall. Not in any real danger from them, just... affected. Peter can only imagine how it might be further in, and he can't help feeling like he's something that shouldn't be here. (Monster, is the word that whispers at the shell of his ear. You're a monster, something bad.)
...But he's here, and he's continuing on, and he's not running away. Peter remains aware that he needs help. He's been getting it, really, in so many various forms β but there are parts of it that no one has really yet been able to touch upon. Meeting with someone who can maybe look inside of him in the way Shen Yuan seems capable of doing, maybe perceive his and Paimon's situation on that spiritual level... as terrifying as the thought is, Peter also knows it's an opportunity he can't pass up.
And the man has been nothing but kind and helpful to him already. While Peter's fears about what could happen (could go wrong) feel like a tight ball of writhing snakes in his gut, he is trying to trust the process.
He spots the man quickly enough in the courtyard; Shen Yuan certainly stands out with the way he's dressed and his overall presence, and Peter approaches shyly, but with a little smile (nauseous around the corners, but that's Just Peter.)
"Heyβ! I made it." His awkward smile nudges upwards a bit as he shifts the shoulder bag tucked against one arm. "It's good to finally meet you in person."