[ When she moves, he thinks, Show off, but decides to keep it to himself. He also thinks, Lucky. She won't have to trudge through mud, and while he's silent on that topic, as well, he does at least sigh a little as he gets up.
He stretches, arms above his head, before moving to grab his quiver and bow. ]
[ He steps out, expecting to be thoroughly drenched in an instant, but-- huh. Show off, he thinks again, but with an appreciative smile this time. ]
Yeah, maybe just "Dee" for short.
[ The weather certainly doesn't lend itself to ideal hunting conditions, and honestly, Peter doesn't expect he'll be much help aside from providing running commentary (clearly he has a different definition of "help," in which case). He just doesn't really want to be left behind to think about this new Thing he has to contend with.
That, and he likes being with Maya. It's comforting. And unconsciously he shifts a little closer. ]
[ She finds herself reaching for his hand when he steps closer. She's not sure if it's their new bond, or the trauma of the last day or so, but she likes being near him.
She heads off into the woods around the cabin, guiding Peter along. She's hoping to find something a little larger than a rabbit this time. ]
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I'm afraid you're stuck with me on the other aspect though.
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Just-- kinda need adjust to the idea of the first, I guess.
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[ She does that thing where she sort of ignores gravity and flits off his lap ]
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He stretches, arms above his head, before moving to grab his quiver and bow. ]
Ready if you are, Beauty.
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Brawn and Beauty.
[ He points at himself. ]
Damsel in distress.
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You can just call me Damsel in private.
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[ She steps outside of the cabin, waving a hand. The rain bounces off an invisible bubble over her head. Another wave and he's similarly protected. ]
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Yeah, maybe just "Dee" for short.
[ The weather certainly doesn't lend itself to ideal hunting conditions, and honestly, Peter doesn't expect he'll be much help aside from providing running commentary (clearly he has a different definition of "help," in which case). He just doesn't really want to be left behind to think about this new Thing he has to contend with.
That, and he likes being with Maya. It's comforting. And unconsciously he shifts a little closer. ]
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She heads off into the woods around the cabin, guiding Peter along. She's hoping to find something a little larger than a rabbit this time. ]