He shrugged, that amiable grin still on his face. "If you say so, Sammy Rose." Pete never understood girls who couldn't just accept a compliment, especially a genuine one. Weird how so often, his good intentions were misconstrued like that. It didn't even occur to him that she may not even want to accept it because of their mutual friend, but Pete was never the kind of man to think too deeply about things like that.
So he moved on, responding in kind to the banter that she was willing to offer him. "I guess I'll just have to wait until you come up with a few good ideas for those favors. And then I'll let you know exactly which one I think I can manage to do for you to repay you for this." Another sip of coffee, then, warm and fortifying even after an apocalypse, with limited resources, before his phone went off, notifying him of a new message.
He tried to multitask first, pay attention to her while he read the message from the Capitol, but the shit it's saying is too crazy for him to keep on the down low. "Sammy," he said, setting the phone down and pushing it over to her once he's skimmed it through. "Check this out, will you?"
Pete had always known those Hellhounds were trouble. But Adelaide? He'd delivered her child. She'd been his patient. How could she be in cahoots with them?