Peter made no promises. Perhaps Alucard would show up here one day and Peter will get to bother the dhampir in person. Until then, Trevor could relax.
He wouldn't be upset by Trevor changing places, he was free to do what makes him more comfortable. Peter understood how difficult it was to be grounded in one place for a long time. And if they got to know each other, chances were that Peter would say those sorts of jokes out loud in the future.
"That's a really shitty deal for me." Peter snorted, but then immediately added; "But fine, why not." He reached forward, not to take Trevor's hand but to slap it lightly in a hi-five of sorts, then he grabbed another piece of crab. "But...later. Let's finish eating first, I don't want to waste good food letting it all get cold."
Peter's priorities, witness them, Trevor. Even if he won the arm wrestling, he would probably get Trevor more beer. Besides, Peter didn't like to back off from challenges, even if they were stupid ones.
The blond grins back at seeing Trevor smile too, glad that his joke landed well. It was sometimes a hit or miss because there were people like Drax out there who didn't get sarcasm or irony.
"I do know what you mean. I haven't met any vampires, but plenty of the people who tried to kill me in the past were absurdly hot. All that attractiveness wasted on some evil bastards, it was heartbreaking." Some of the people who tried to kill him were also not evil, just pissed at him for one reason. Gamora had tried to steal from him and then kill him when they first met. Peter's life was never boring.
Making tea out of dead people is something Peter also finds questionable, don't blame him for Cadeuceus's taste, he's not drinking the tea! But to be fair, dead people are also not doing much with theri bodies, so they might as well become tea. The circle of life, or something like that.
Thanks to the gods they weren't arm wrestling yet because the last thing Peter wanted was Trevor spitting beer all over his face. Seeing him do that in his glass was also not a good show, and Peter scrunched up his nose when Trevor downed the glass again.
"Gross. But I guess that's the proper reaction to the news. And I wish I was kidding, but now. Apparently, when we have sex, we generate some sort of healing energy that powers the planet. I would call bullshit if I hadn't seen how it works firsthand. But don't worry, it's not an obligation to sleep around, you can just not do that."
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Peter made no promises. Perhaps Alucard would show up here one day and Peter will get to bother the dhampir in person. Until then, Trevor could relax.
He wouldn't be upset by Trevor changing places, he was free to do what makes him more comfortable. Peter understood how difficult it was to be grounded in one place for a long time. And if they got to know each other, chances were that Peter would say those sorts of jokes out loud in the future.
"That's a really shitty deal for me." Peter snorted, but then immediately added; "But fine, why not." He reached forward, not to take Trevor's hand but to slap it lightly in a hi-five of sorts, then he grabbed another piece of crab. "But...later. Let's finish eating first, I don't want to waste good food letting it all get cold."
Peter's priorities, witness them, Trevor. Even if he won the arm wrestling, he would probably get Trevor more beer. Besides, Peter didn't like to back off from challenges, even if they were stupid ones.
The blond grins back at seeing Trevor smile too, glad that his joke landed well. It was sometimes a hit or miss because there were people like Drax out there who didn't get sarcasm or irony.
"I do know what you mean. I haven't met any vampires, but plenty of the people who tried to kill me in the past were absurdly hot. All that attractiveness wasted on some evil bastards, it was heartbreaking." Some of the people who tried to kill him were also not evil, just pissed at him for one reason. Gamora had tried to steal from him and then kill him when they first met. Peter's life was never boring.
Making tea out of dead people is something Peter also finds questionable, don't blame him for Cadeuceus's taste, he's not drinking the tea! But to be fair, dead people are also not doing much with theri bodies, so they might as well become tea. The circle of life, or something like that.
Thanks to the gods they weren't arm wrestling yet because the last thing Peter wanted was Trevor spitting beer all over his face. Seeing him do that in his glass was also not a good show, and Peter scrunched up his nose when Trevor downed the glass again.
"Gross. But I guess that's the proper reaction to the news. And I wish I was kidding, but now. Apparently, when we have sex, we generate some sort of healing energy that powers the planet. I would call bullshit if I hadn't seen how it works firsthand. But don't worry, it's not an obligation to sleep around, you can just not do that."