What. [ he can't quite help the shocked exclamation-slash-statement, although he doesn't push day past that, given the way daylight stops and starts. instead, peter waits, although it's hard not to miss the slightly nervous energy, the slight impatience that comes with wanting to know what, exactly, they'd seen.
it's a relief, in a way, to know that the world eaters are creatures, and peter leans into the sketch. it's nothing he recognises, nothing like anything he's ever faced before, but that doesn't mean there isn't a way to stop them.
the corners of his lips dip down momentarily as he straightens back up. ] Is it insensitive if I say that they look like they've got a face that only a mother could love? 'Cause yeesh.
[ would it be too much to hope they're weak against radiation? water? ]
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it's a relief, in a way, to know that the world eaters are creatures, and peter leans into the sketch. it's nothing he recognises, nothing like anything he's ever faced before, but that doesn't mean there isn't a way to stop them.
the corners of his lips dip down momentarily as he straightens back up. ] Is it insensitive if I say that they look like they've got a face that only a mother could love? 'Cause yeesh.
[ would it be too much to hope they're weak against radiation? water? ]