[Peter waves a little at Mike, smiling appreciatively back at the turtle before he makes his leave.

His attention shifts back to Leo. He briefly glances around for any lingering medic before he carefully sits down against the edge of the bed, just partially invading his husband's space. He's not completely close yet, wanting to gauge Leo's comfort before he ends up leaning into him.]

We'll pretend this is like the time May wouldn't take the hint we wanted to watch a movie by ourselves. [The two had kept sneakily inching closer together until they were touching every time May hadn't paying them mind.] At least until someone notices and has me sit in a chair.