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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ He kneels down, setting aside his things. ]

... You know, I was joking just then. Do you actually not need sleep?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
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?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
... 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.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-01 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ He does relax a little at that. ] ... Right. Partners.

[ He settles in again, eyes shutting. ] G'night, Maya.