[Steve gave Peter a long, measuring look. The kid seemed to be doing a lot better, which was good. Peter was adjusting a lot faster than he had on the island, at least on the surface. Kid really was impressive as hell. He sighed and reached out, running absent fingers through the boy's hair briefly.]


I'll remember the offer Peter, I promise. I might even take you up on it. But there's no reason to make you rehash any of that right now. Right now, we can just . . . just talk. Or sit quietly. Are you hungry? Thirsty? I have food . . .