Peter was a tactile person at the best of times. A day didn't pass where his mom wasn't hugging him, kissing the top of his head. Where he wasn't being playfully elbowed by someone fed up of him. In the past it would've been Roman, Letha. Now....well he still had Destiny.
And Phaedra.
"I don't know," he pointed out, tilting his head to the side. "Sometimes I could do with a little less mystery in my life." Might have helped him stop Christina before it was too late, before it had gone as far as it had.
"But I can see why it'd take the fun outta things," he added, trying to bring the mood up a little. "Kinda hard to be spontaneous when the other person knows exactly what you're gonna do."