Peter smiled. "Come here, and have a seat, Si-- Well, I'll assume that your name isn't 'Sister', that's just what she calls you, is it?" He gestured her a seat beside him.
Meanwhile, he was making a link to Annie, searching for her mind, searching for a tower. He sent out the imagery, the visions, of the tower to Annie, and asked, Annie? Can you come to the lobby? Sister is here.
He gave the girl sitting with him a smile. "She's really okay. He know about the things she can do, but it's okay. We all love Annie. She saved my life a few days ago." His smile was a touch bittersweet. Annie had her family now. Would she still have the same need for Peter? Not likely. But his affection for her wasn't going to fade.