[ peter's expression undergoes a series of changes when quentin just — takes that dick metaphor and runs with it. ]
—Has anyone ever told you you're incredibly illustrative?
[ peter catches the way that quentin catches himself when he says he'd talked to someone. frankly, peter doesn't really care who he talked to — name or not, the outcome's still the same, and it's not as if any of it's some massive secret that needs to be hidden. ]
I know it works sometimes, [ he answers. ] When there was the — incident with the lighthouse and the party, some people got hurt, some people died, some people disappeared. No-one really knows what happened to everyone — the reasonable assumption is that yeah, their lanterns were damaged beyond repair. [ a beat. ] But the bodies weren't found, and does this place strike you as reasonable? [ he half asks: it's not a question, not really, because he's banking on the answer being 'no'. ] But you're not wrong when you say that people don't always come back right.
[ peter pauses, takes a breath and runs a hand through his hair. it's not that it's a hard topic of conversation — truth be told, he barely knew the captain, it's just a lot. ] You were after that, right? The expedition? So you didn't meet the Captain? [ another pause and he glances away from quentin. despite everything, it's hard not to take it personally, hard not to think that he could have done more and maybe the captain and five would still be here.
(although question is, would they have wanted to be?) ] He seemed like a good guy — been through a couple of resets, if I remember correctly. I think he was human, or pretty close to it, but dying and coming back a couple of times meant he started to grow scales along one of his arms. Maybe there was more to it — physical and mental, but the scales were the only visible sign I ever saw.
It's up to you if that's something you want to put your faith in.
FIVE YEARS LATER SORRY......
—Has anyone ever told you you're incredibly illustrative?
[ peter catches the way that quentin catches himself when he says he'd talked to someone. frankly, peter doesn't really care who he talked to — name or not, the outcome's still the same, and it's not as if any of it's some massive secret that needs to be hidden. ]
I know it works sometimes, [ he answers. ] When there was the — incident with the lighthouse and the party, some people got hurt, some people died, some people disappeared. No-one really knows what happened to everyone — the reasonable assumption is that yeah, their lanterns were damaged beyond repair. [ a beat. ] But the bodies weren't found, and does this place strike you as reasonable? [ he half asks: it's not a question, not really, because he's banking on the answer being 'no'. ] But you're not wrong when you say that people don't always come back right.
[ peter pauses, takes a breath and runs a hand through his hair. it's not that it's a hard topic of conversation — truth be told, he barely knew the captain, it's just a lot. ] You were after that, right? The expedition? So you didn't meet the Captain? [ another pause and he glances away from quentin. despite everything, it's hard not to take it personally, hard not to think that he could have done more and maybe the captain and five would still be here.
(although question is, would they have wanted to be?) ] He seemed like a good guy — been through a couple of resets, if I remember correctly. I think he was human, or pretty close to it, but dying and coming back a couple of times meant he started to grow scales along one of his arms. Maybe there was more to it — physical and mental, but the scales were the only visible sign I ever saw.
It's up to you if that's something you want to put your faith in.