Chris just quirked a brow at Peter's comment but he didn't respond. Which was just as good because whatever he would have said would have been cut off by her hugging him. He wasn't surprised she'd done it but he'd have been able to forestall it if Peter hadn't distracted him. Maybe.
As it was he stiffened slightly and glared at his boyfriend over his sist-Mel's head. The glaring was also because Peter was right. He hated when Peter used 'reasonable' on him. Chris thought himself to be perfectly reasonable, it was the rest of the world that had the damanged meter. "First off," Chris retaliated, "she's a pain. I can tell already. If she was nice she'd listen to the one thing I asked her. Secondly? I've been orbing people away longer than she's been-" He paused, about to say hugging him. And techinically that was true. She'd never hugged him before. Just the other Chris, her Chris. And he doubted her Chris would ever actually orb her into a lake. God, he was getting a headache ... not to mention being irritated with himself for actually feeling bad about wanting to orb her into a lake. "I can do it without her taking me. And thirdly," He paused again. Which Prue? They probably both would. "I can handle on Aunt Prue." He was being non-chalant. Right. Sure he could. "And she adores me because I'm downright adorable. No matter which version I am."
"Fine. Whatever. She can ... visit. Just let go of me." He said to Prue, not as annoyed about it as he wanted to be. "And it's none of your business. That's why he isn't explaining it to you."