[Peter can feel it, feel Leo trembling on his back and clinging tighter. The voice that sounds just like him is wailing as it follows them still, trying to find them.]
It was my fault, I flushed her. I broke the teapot. I made them lie.
[All true. All things he did, all things his brothers kind of hate him for. Leo buries his face into the back of Peter's neck, tired and freezing and feeling his body temperature still dropping making him sluggish and slow.]
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It was my fault, I flushed her. I broke the teapot. I made them lie.
[All true. All things he did, all things his brothers kind of hate him for. Leo buries his face into the back of Peter's neck, tired and freezing and feeling his body temperature still dropping making him sluggish and slow.]