"Hey, it's okay." Peter shrugs. He considers making a light-hearted quip about it, but decides to keep it to himself.
Not even because Laura wouldn't catch onto it, but -
It's not exactly one of those light-hearted subjects. Better go with the truthful, serious answer anyway.
"Honestly? I don't either." He leans forward, stretching his arms and trying to dispel the awkwardness and embarrassment of his confession, because no one really likes to admit they have trouble making friends - and keeping them. "I mean, I'm not exactly a popular guy."
Laura Kinney
The Facility created me to be a weapon. Killing was all I knew. I didn't know how to say "no." But if I ever did say no, they had a way to make me kill. A chemical trigger.
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Date: 2014-11-10 01:08 am (UTC)Not even because Laura wouldn't catch onto it, but -
It's not exactly one of those light-hearted subjects. Better go with the truthful, serious answer anyway.
"Honestly? I don't either." He leans forward, stretching his arms and trying to dispel the awkwardness and embarrassment of his confession, because no one really likes to admit they have trouble making friends - and keeping them. "I mean, I'm not exactly a popular guy."