But he's seen worse, which Peter doesn't exactly doubt; he's pretty sure Mike, and Will, and a lot of them, have seen things infinitely worse than car accidents. But it's still— an awful thing, a thing that nobody his age should ever have to see, no matter what.
Peter's own breath is shuddery, rough and rippling inhales that seem to be difficult for him to keep up, like he's cold. ]
Mike, I'm sorry. You shouldn't have had to see that. You—
[ The guilt feels corrosive in him and cuts off his own words, and Peter leans over a little where he's sitting on his bed, leans into the ache of his stomach muscles. Suddenly, he's almost afraid to say the four words. He doesn't know why. They just hurt.
But he says them, voice strained at the edges, just barely staving off a whine-sound. ]
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But he's seen worse, which Peter doesn't exactly doubt; he's pretty sure Mike, and Will, and a lot of them, have seen things infinitely worse than car accidents. But it's still— an awful thing, a thing that nobody his age should ever have to see, no matter what.
Peter's own breath is shuddery, rough and rippling inhales that seem to be difficult for him to keep up, like he's cold. ]
Mike, I'm sorry. You shouldn't have had to see that. You—
[ The guilt feels corrosive in him and cuts off his own words, and Peter leans over a little where he's sitting on his bed, leans into the ache of his stomach muscles. Suddenly, he's almost afraid to say the four words. He doesn't know why. They just hurt.
But he says them, voice strained at the edges, just barely staving off a whine-sound. ]
It wasn't your fault.