Peter's frown deepened as he moved closer to Nathan. He swallowed again, taking in the disheveled sight of his brother, and he shook his head, having to fight off a wave of despair that he was ninety-five percent sure didn't come from him.
"God, Nathan, I am so sorry." he said quietly as he knelt down in front of Nathan. "I am so sorry that your Peter is putting you through this."
He scowled a little at the subject change, and shook his head. "I still don't know what to think about that." he muttered.