Peter hadn't even considered the option that the Order wouldn't let them join. They were the marauders for fucks sake. But leave it to Remus to sober the mood - typically Peter appreciated it, but when it came to joining the Order he was eager, hungry to kick some Death Eater ass alongside his friends. It was one of the few things that made the idea of going back to school worthwhile.
"We just have to make sure we impress them then," he said matter-of-factly. "M-Maybe we don't have to h-hurt or attack anyone. Just impress the Order." He took a sip of his drink. The alcohol would help calm his nerves, but for now his hands still shook in anticipation as he talked.
Maybe he'd be called a coward for what he'd said, but he didn't want to tangle with Death Eaters if he didn't have to. "Maybe we just need to find out who is in the Order and do something to impress them."