She recognized the sound of the steps coming up behind her before the arms appeared and the weight of Peter's head came to rest against her. They hadn't been in eachother's company for more than a handfull of minutes since the Petrelli Pow-Wow on the roof, and the majority of those had been dedicated towards forcing him to eat. It was a comfort to feel him there, taking a quick reprieve from whatever responsibility was about to chime in.
"Hello, Peter." She greeted, hands reached back over her body to ruffle and rustle his hair.