Peter smiled. "It's hard to keep track of them all," he said. That was, in fact, very true. "They're still my friends." He just wasn't theirs. He cared about them, still, but they didn't want him anywhere near them, so he kept his distance. That was an important distinction, at least in his own mind.
She was upset, he could tell. He'd known it would upset her, but he felt bad about keeping it from her, too. Especially when it explained a lot of how he felt about his wife. "She was here before I got here, too," he said. "She was here for about a week after I arrived, maybe closer to two weeks. And then-- I don't know why she left. I don't know if she meant to, or if they took her away. She was here one night, and then in the morning she wasn't." He looked at Juni apologetically, wishing he didn't have to be the bearer of bad news. "I don't think she liked it here, so I hope she's happy being back home, but I... I kind of want to stay here anyway. And that's confusing because that's sort of like deciding that I'm going to stay here and be separated from your mum, which isn't something I ever would've wanted back home." He paused again. "I don't really know why I feel that way. I'm trying to figure it out."