"That's really cruel." Peter states, swallowing a lump that had rapidly formed in his throat. "I yelled at him." He admits. "The... last time I saw him.." He swallows. "...Alive. I was so mad and I just ran off." He swallows again and shakes his head to force the memory of that night out of his head.

"Th-thank you for.. not letting me.. um.." He gestures awkwardly in the direction he'd been heading.