[ He has no idea she's actually very serious about this — oh, what sad fate awaits you, Peter. The factual manner in which his friend is presenting this tease only serves to make him more amused, that sensation laced in his fondness, something affectionate that makes him want to laugh. Not at, but because he's tickled by her. Even in teasing, Luna is so honest, and he can just picture her placid smile at the moment, the way the light across her wide eyes makes them seem to sparkle when she shifts them upwards to look at him. Teasing him so forthright like this.... How dare she be so adorable?? He has to tease back. ]
It's very effective I feel like I won't ever complain about schoolwork again to be honest
[ .....Peter Graham will soon have many regrets for this affectionate sarcasm.
He has to take a few moments to gather his own thoughts. Peter knows how he feels about this, which is..very rare for him, being able to put a thumb right on his feelings, being able to see them so clearly. It's just... putting it into words, and maybe he doesn't have to — Luna's there in his mind, after all. But he finds himself pushing to anyway. ]
I know we don't have to anymore But I want to. I'd like to
[ There it is, voiced so simple and clean and yet weighted with a lot. A lot. It isn't so much a necessity anymore, to be close like that. Luna's not so ill anymore, they aren't wanting for food or shelter. They aren't in any immediate danger (at the moment, anyway). There's no need for it. And yet thinking of it makes him feel good, happy and warmed and both trusted and able to trust. Now that the thought of it is there cupped gently in his hands, Peter can't possibly let it slip away. He finds that he can be honest too, in the ways Luna is. He can say how he feels. ]
I really liked it, too It felt like I wasn't alone at all.
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It's very effective
I feel like I won't ever complain about schoolwork again to be honest
[ .....Peter Graham will soon have many regrets for this affectionate sarcasm.
He has to take a few moments to gather his own thoughts. Peter knows how he feels about this, which is..very rare for him, being able to put a thumb right on his feelings, being able to see them so clearly. It's just... putting it into words, and maybe he doesn't have to — Luna's there in his mind, after all. But he finds himself pushing to anyway. ]
I know we don't have to anymore
But I want to. I'd like to
[ There it is, voiced so simple and clean and yet weighted with a lot. A lot. It isn't so much a necessity anymore, to be close like that. Luna's not so ill anymore, they aren't wanting for food or shelter. They aren't in any immediate danger (at the moment, anyway). There's no need for it. And yet thinking of it makes him feel good, happy and warmed and both trusted and able to trust. Now that the thought of it is there cupped gently in his hands, Peter can't possibly let it slip away. He finds that he can be honest too, in the ways Luna is. He can say how he feels. ]
I really liked it, too
It felt like I wasn't alone at all.