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[bravejemma]

Peter--

[She jumps up to her feet as well.]

I'll be fine-- what about you?

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Yeah.

( His voice cracks a little. He shakes his head and clears his throat, shifting from one foot to the next with that nervous balled up emotion at the center of his chest. )

I'll be fine. I'm just worried.

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[bravejemma]

[Well, that's plain enough to see. Since he hadn't run away yet, she took that to mean it would be okay to step forward and put her arms around Peter, who desperately needed comfort of some kind.]

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[saved]

( Peter tenses at first when Jemma's arm goes around him. Part of him thinks about just running really fucking far, but the other part can't- doesn't. He lifts his arms slowly until they wrap around her, and his expression crumples against her hair where she can't see. When he speaks, his voice is low and tired. A hint of a joke within the tone, more than a hint of an acknowledgement of all she's had to go through lately. )

Rough couple of months, huh?

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[bravejemma]

[She hums in response. Couple of months? It had been longer than that.]

You joined this program already in progress, I'm afraid.

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( It'd been much longer than that. Bonnie leaving. Was that the start? There was Faith dying. There- There's been a lot. He pulls back when he can trust his expression to be calmer than he feels. )

Thanks, Jemma. ( He means that. She didn't have to come out here, and- ) Like I said, take care of him and you, okay?

( It's said quietly before he slips his hands into his pockets and heads in. to the mansion. to his room. )