( It's strange, remembering a person in this way. Bumping into someone you haven't seen in a long time, and how there's some sensation of happy familiarity to find a person who lived where you used to, but it's all slowburn. Pieces of it slowly waking up in him. Peter's still peering at her like he's not sure about anything, but the more he hears her talk, the more familiar it feels. )
I'm— ....I don't actually know.
( What an answer. Peter breathes out a laugh around it, because it feels funny to voice aloud, and yet it's completely true. He knows what she means — is he okay from the bump — but it's the overall thing that ends up coming out. He doesn't fucking know! )
But I mean, I'm fine — I guess I should get a new candied apple, though. ( ...He's still the same awkward Peter for sure. With a little grin, he thumbs over his shoulder at the candy booth not too far back. )
— Claire
( It's strange, remembering a person in this way. Bumping into someone you haven't seen in a long time, and how there's some sensation of happy familiarity to find a person who lived where you used to, but it's all slowburn. Pieces of it slowly waking up in him. Peter's still peering at her like he's not sure about anything, but the more he hears her talk, the more familiar it feels. )
I'm— ....I don't actually know.
( What an answer. Peter breathes out a laugh around it, because it feels funny to voice aloud, and yet it's completely true. He knows what she means — is he okay from the bump — but it's the overall thing that ends up coming out. He doesn't fucking know! )
But I mean, I'm fine — I guess I should get a new candied apple, though. ( ...He's still the same awkward Peter for sure. With a little grin, he thumbs over his shoulder at the candy booth not too far back. )
You want one?