You must be she. You came, despite my warning. I'm impressed.

<sub>[Peter doesn't get up, but he lifts his head at her entrance with a smile. So proud of herself. It's a little on the adorable side.

How do you stay angry at something that's so heart-warmingly earnest? Like a pet dog. Pets might get their drool on your belongings before they learn their lesson, but they don't know any better. Not their fault.]</sub>

Well, if I'm following along correctly-- _{[And he usually does!]} --I'm under the impression your namesake does what you do.

_{[He leans forward, folding his arms on his knees. He doesn't immediately launch into a polemic on how being a namesake points toward a certain inferiority when a person is following the footsteps of someone else, and that surely counts toward his forgiving nature.]/sub>}