[He gives Peter the kind of hug he usually reserves for the most nervous of fans. It's only been a month since he found himself here, rather than on WINK, but that's a month long detour he hadn't planned on taking.
He's missed his nephew/owner/boss, okay?
... he doesn't know what to say either, as it happens, and he lets the silence stand until Peter fills it. He breaks into a relieved smile.]
No kiddin'. [And now there's mud smeared on the front of his vest. He doesn't regret it.] Usually there's no mess. ViViD is supposed to be a virtual reality program. [A quiet chuckle as he rubs the back of his neck.] Guess the swamp didn't get the memo.
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He's missed his nephew/owner/boss, okay?
... he doesn't know what to say either, as it happens, and he lets the silence stand until Peter fills it. He breaks into a relieved smile.]
No kiddin'. [And now there's mud smeared on the front of his vest. He doesn't regret it.] Usually there's no mess. ViViD is supposed to be a virtual reality program. [A quiet chuckle as he rubs the back of his neck.] Guess the swamp didn't get the memo.