Chris didn't say anything for a long time. He didn't say anything when Peter flinched and he didn't interrupt as Peter spoke. He just waited the charge out and simply held him, patiant. When Peter finished, Chris let out a breathe, before pressing a firm kiss to Peter's forehead. You wouldn't have been able to pull Peter away from Chris with a crowbar. If the faith of Colligo and Earth depended on Chris' sole ability to let go of Peter at that very moment, Chris would have easily let both locations burn. It was the least either places owed the both of them. It would have been just as easy to place a kiss on Peter's lips, but he couldn't ... he wasn't ready ... not now; however, he knew enough to know that he wanted this, needed this. They both did and so Chris wasn't letting him go.
It was on the tip of Chris' acerbic tongue to call Peter an idiot again but he couldn't do that to the other male. He cared to much, he wanted to protect him to much, to hurt him when he was so raw, just because Chris needed to vent out how scared and angry and frustrated he was. So instead, he gave Peter's forehead a lighter kiss, nodding slowly. "Yeah. You scared me." Understatment. "And yeah, I'd miss you, I'd actually care if you hadn't come back this time around. And I wouldn't have been the only one." Chris didn't even know how to begin to touch Peter's issues at the moment. God, he hadn't thought it would be possible to meet someone more fucked up by family and life and destiny than he was. But at least one of that he'd managed to fix and the second, he was still working on.
Nonetheless, they would work on it. He'd be there for Peter. It just needed to be said, that he would have been missed. The rest, there would be plenty, plenty of time for it.