"Hey," Peter said in a soothing tone. "You're right, he's alright. Don't worry about him. He's got more in him than you think he does."
Peter shrugged and relaxed onto the couch. He bit his lip not sure what to say. He was always tired anymore. He was always fighting anymore whether it be with Nathan, Claire, or himself, which left little time to sleep. "I'll be alright."