"You met Noah yesterday?" Peter shook his head, how was that at all possible.
Peter stood there, silent for a moment. "Your son is in the other room Elle." He reminded her, not exactly the no she was expecting, but it still conveyed the message, he was not looking to be led on for another night.
"Alright, I'll sleep on the couch." He offered, hoping she wouldn't be out to greet him again in the middle of the night. "Be careful with him, there are many old friends here Elle."