Grief did interesting things to people. At this point in Peter's life, he didn't bother questioning it. How would picking everything apart and trying to rearrange it all help? His mother was always going to hate him, it seemed. He didn't see much point in dwelling over it.
This was one thing that made Peter worry about Adrestia. A lack of direction. So focused on the terrible things that had happened in her past. Yes, even peter was frustrated and angry by what happened. But was this all worth it?
"And leave you alone to deal with all of this yourself? Not a chance." He stated firmly. His mother would just have to live with it. He was the head of the house, and his mother needn't know more than that. "Besides, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I wasn't there and something were to happen." Shaking his head softly as he thought of it. These people. What would they do?
This was one thing that made Peter worry about Adrestia. A lack of direction. So focused on the terrible things that had happened in her past. Yes, even peter was frustrated and angry by what happened. But was this all worth it?
"And leave you alone to deal with all of this yourself? Not a chance." He stated firmly. His mother would just have to live with it. He was the head of the house, and his mother needn't know more than that. "Besides, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I wasn't there and something were to happen." Shaking his head softly as he thought of it. These people. What would they do?

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