[ He doesn't quite flinch under the weight of her gaze, but it's a close thing. Instead his eyes flick to the boy (who's frozen in the spot, watching Peter with owlish eyes), before he returns to holding Maya's gaze. ]

--He's just some snot-nosed kid. [ He keeps his voice low to avoid the monks listening in -- which means there's no use pussy-footing around the topic. ] Make him do some community service. Wash toilets. Pick up litter. I dunno, feed cows. Whatever. Just don't kill him.