[Peter wasn't sure if this was still in the realm of "being silly" or was kind of into "Peter you're being weird now" so like all similar situations he would exit it with grace and dignity.]
So am I going to have to sneak you in real food or do they have decent stuff here?
I'm only staying here tonight. I'm sure whatever their breakfast options are fine. It'd be silly to send you out for that when we're going to leave anyways.
You're not ever useless. I'd rather you stay here than have a non hospital breakfast.
But. They are going to give me probably a whole packet of instructions when I leave, what to do with the bandage, dosages, restrictions. If it'll make you feel better, you can be 100% in charge of that.
[And she would even do her best to actually follow all those instructions, even the restrictions.]
[If for no other reason that he was maybe one of the few people that could convince her to follow the majority of the restrictions. He might have to get creative with incentives but he knew that ultimately she wanted to get better as fast as possible.]
[Oh, there was no maybe about that. Even if she were planning on telling more people about this injury. He was also about the only person that she could stand having fuss over her.]
No it'll help because I'll know you're taking care of yourself.
[Because Peter was pretty sure he could fuss over her without making it seem like he was fussing over her. He liked doing things for her and this was just an extension of that. Let her ride his face for an extended period of time, make sure her knife wound was taking care of... tomato tomahto.]
[That was how she thought about it, to make it easier, too - it was just Peter being Peter, cause he liked taking care of people. Of her. Made enough of a difference to shut up that particular voice in her head.]
Am I being weird? I mean for me. Do you think there's someone out there weird enough that when or if they got stoned, they would just act normal?
[She was already very glad she had managed to talk Sansa out of coming by, and he was the only one who'd witness this. Not that she minded being stoned, exactly, but it hadn't been her decision.]
Mm, fine. Soon but not yet. I was supposed to ask you something.
You kiss and hold me at the same time all the time.
[Well, it was easy for him to be living the dream, then.]
I did consider not mentioning it. Really really briefly cause obviously that's stupid but it's my default with anything on this level of freaking people out. So I'm sorry for that, too.
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Polite but also likely to literally scoop me up for a booty call minus the call part? Interesting combination, there.
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Well you know, I've talked to him once or twice.
[Peter leaned down and kissed the top of her head.]
So if you wanna scratch that off your bucket list I could probably make that happen.
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Just to be clear, right now, are you pimping me out or Spider-man?
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[Peter was really, really curious what she meant about that but figured maybe it was best if he didn’t know what she was thinking right now.]
Yup, that is absolutely what I’m doing.
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Weird hobby, but okay.
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So am I going to have to sneak you in real food or do they have decent stuff here?
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I don't know. I know I asked you to bring that burger but honestly I'm not hungry now and I didn't even look at what they've got here.
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Okay. I'll bring you stuff so long as it doesn't legitimately affect you getting better.
[Because he will break the rules for her but not if it means she gets better more slowly.]
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Okay. I just... feel super useless since the only way for you to get better is to just wait.
[And Peter was not the best at waiting. He was categorically closer to "the worst" when it came to waiting.]
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But. They are going to give me probably a whole packet of instructions when I leave, what to do with the bandage, dosages, restrictions. If it'll make you feel better, you can be 100% in charge of that.
[And she would even do her best to actually follow all those instructions, even the restrictions.]
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Oh, I can definitely help with all that stuff.
[If for no other reason that he was maybe one of the few people that could convince her to follow the majority of the restrictions. He might have to get creative with incentives but he knew that ultimately she wanted to get better as fast as possible.]
I'm going to be the best nurse you've ever had.
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[Oh, there was no maybe about that. Even if she were planning on telling more people about this injury. He was also about the only person that she could stand having fuss over her.]
Just keep being you.
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[Because Peter was pretty sure he could fuss over her without making it seem like he was fussing over her. He liked doing things for her and this was just an extension of that. Let her ride his face for an extended period of time, make sure her knife wound was taking care of... tomato tomahto.]
I can do that. It's pretty easy around you.
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[That was how she thought about it, to make it easier, too - it was just Peter being Peter, cause he liked taking care of people. Of her. Made enough of a difference to shut up that particular voice in her head.]
I hope so. I want it to be the easiest thing.
...I think I'm a little bit stoned, now.
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Oh you're definitely stoned.
[Even if he couldn't see her dilated pupils Peter knew her well enough to know when she was just slightly off with things.]
Bedtime soon for you I think.
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[She was already very glad she had managed to talk Sansa out of coming by, and he was the only one who'd witness this. Not that she minded being stoned, exactly, but it hadn't been her decision.]
Mm, fine. Soon but not yet. I was supposed to ask you something.
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Not weird just different. I don't think anyone that didn't know you would be able to tell that anything was too off.
[Peter knew how much Arya liked to be in control of things though, even if that meant being in control of when she wasn't in control.]
What were you supposed to ask me?
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[She wasn't sure that actually made her feel much better about it, but it didn't really matter.]
Can't remember. Maybe I already did.
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[Peter kissed the top of her head again, just because he could.]
Glad you're mostly okay.
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Hmm, hopefully. You like doing that, don't you?
[At some point in that sentence she had closed her eyes without realizing it, and she didn't bother reopening them.]
I'm still sorry I worried you. Am worrying you. Both.
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[Because really that was the dream right there, kissing and holding Arya.]
And it's okay. I'm glad you shared this with me so I can worry about it.
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[Well, it was easy for him to be living the dream, then.]
I did consider not mentioning it. Really really briefly cause obviously that's stupid but it's my default with anything on this level of freaking people out. So I'm sorry for that, too.
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