[ He forgets she can sense his emotions a lot of the time, that it's a two-way street. Maya's emotions are like a still lake, and she's so undisturbed most of the time that he forgets those ties are there. Peter, though, has storms at sea, crashing waves and jagged rocks, and infrequent moments of peace.
Currently, the rocks are a little sharper than usual, but mostly, he's calm. ]
I'm okay.
[ Mostly, anyway, and his breath crystallizes in the air when he speaks. When he stole that artifact, he didn't think he'd make it this far; thought he'd make it a few days, at most, not several weeks. And even then, he had planned for sneaking through the woods, slipping through towns -- not wandering through mountain passes. He's not dressed for snow, and though the furs they've saved from the animals they've killed is helping some, he's still cold. His arms wrap more tightly around his chest, pulling his coat in closer around him.
He frowns when he sees her standing on the snow, feels that pang of envy again when each of his steps sinks him in to well above his ankle. ]
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Currently, the rocks are a little sharper than usual, but mostly, he's calm. ]
I'm okay.
[ Mostly, anyway, and his breath crystallizes in the air when he speaks. When he stole that artifact, he didn't think he'd make it this far; thought he'd make it a few days, at most, not several weeks. And even then, he had planned for sneaking through the woods, slipping through towns -- not wandering through mountain passes. He's not dressed for snow, and though the furs they've saved from the animals they've killed is helping some, he's still cold. His arms wrap more tightly around his chest, pulling his coat in closer around him.
He frowns when he sees her standing on the snow, feels that pang of envy again when each of his steps sinks him in to well above his ankle. ]
Not too much farther, right?