Peter, for his part, had been expecting apprehention. Instead, he was met with relief. That let Peter breathe his own relief, and he gave Dean a brief hug around the shoulders. "I told you I'd help, and I meant it," he said, drawing away and stepping into the room. "Not just because of what happened to Claire. I want him done, Dean. With all of you. Everyone."
He took a deep breath. "So. What can you tell me about him? What kind of things might hurt him, or what definately won't? What might he try on me?"