[Peter winces a little at that. Looking openly tired now, any brief sense of relief or a smile are gone now.] I will. I just...
I just need to know you're okay.
[He knows he can check on May easily, be it invasively with the stupid glasses. He hates the things, he doesn't even want them. He would break them if he knew it wouldn't just be repaired by someone else somehow.]
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I just need to know you're okay.
[He knows he can check on May easily, be it invasively with the stupid glasses. He hates the things, he doesn't even want them. He would break them if he knew it wouldn't just be repaired by someone else somehow.]