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I-- are you being serious?

[ He smiles only a little -- not much, just the slight raising of the corner of his mouth -- but he definitely seems amused. ]

No, I wasn't. But you can still do it, if you'd like.

I think I'll pass, but thank you.

[ a beat, then: ] I like you better than him already.

[ His smile widens minutely before he shrugs. ]

Well, it's not as though the bar was set very high to begin with.

Well, no, but consider it a compliment regardless.

Thanks, then. Happy to know you don't think I'm a total dickwad, I guess.

I've made jokes and you haven't yelled at me for it and told me to be silent. That... goes a long way.

[ He frowns at that, a mixture of surprise and outrage. ] Of course I wouldn't do that. Did he really--?

[ Well, he doesn't really have to ask that, does he? Although, at the back of his head he thinks, "She could be lying, this could be an act to garner your pity," but that voice is kind of a prick, Peter admits. He shakes his head to clear the thought. When he speaks again, it's clear he's choosing his words carefully. ]

Look. I'm not really in the business of telling folks what to do -- in fact, it's more common that I'm the one getting ordered around. So-- say what you want, do what you want, whenever you want, so long as you're not hurting anyone without my say so. And-- I guess if I ask you to do something, I'm not gonna stop you from second-guessing me. I might not like it, but I'm sure as hell not gonna turn down any advice.

[ Don't forget she's a Siren, though, says the prick part of his brain, and Peter tries his hardest to ignore it. ]

[ She blinks at him, the gesture wide-eyed and a little owlish. She's unused to concepts like leeway, and even kindness, in a sense.

She suddenly, inexplicably, finds herself looking forward to the next month. ]

Thank you, Peter. [ it's quiet, but she says it with total sincerity. ]

[ He shakes his head again. ] Don't worry about it. We're partners now, right? Weird, magicky, contractually-obligated partners, but still partners.

Partners? [ it's an interesting thing that her previous contract likened it more to servitude than a partnership. ] I suppose we are.

[ He shrugs, raising an eyebrow at her. ] Granted, you'll be doing most of the heavy lifting, what with you having the lion's share of magical powers and the weird sixth sense thing.

Me, I've got a pretty face, so I guess I'll do all the talking.

[ She tilts her head, inspecting him ]

... I suppose you do have a pretty face. For a human.

[ A hand goes to his chest, and he puts on an air of over-the-top gratitude. ]

Aww, Maya. That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me. Thank you.

[ the flattest of flat looks ] Correct me if I'm wrong, but I detect sarcasm.

[ He smirks. ] You're not wrong.

[ She laughs a little ] I think I'm going to enjoy our time together.

It'll be fun times, I can tell that much.

[ He stops after his next step and glances behind them. ]

I dunno if almighty Sirens need sleep, but I know I do. I think we're far enough away from the last place I set up camp by now.

Go ahead and rest. I can keep watch for you.

[ He kneels down, setting aside his things. ]

... You know, I was joking just then. Do you actually not need sleep?

I actually do not need sleep.

Must be convenient.

[ Normally he'd dress down a bit, but even with the Ravagers thrown off the trail and Maya keeping watch, he doesn't feel-- entirely safe. He's still waffling on whether or not he can trust the Siren, but-- well, if she really wanted to kill him, she wouldn't have any trouble.

All the same, Peter is slow to trust, and while he sets his bow and quiver aside before he lies back on the forest floor, he decides to keep his knives on his person. ]

You'll wake me if something happens?

Of course, but I think for the moment we're safe.

... Right.

[ He shifts, trying to get more comfortable, and folds his hands over his stomach. With everything that's happened tonight, exhaustion is quick to start pulling him under. He staves it off briefly, though-- ]

Hey, um. I forgot to say thanks. For the stuff with the Ravagers, earlier.

There's no need to thank me. Part of my job is keeping you safe.

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