Peter B | Constantine | Claire
"You're okay," He told her gently, maybe it was even true. "We've got you," that was more true, "You're with us now." There we go, entirely true and Peter held her close standing guard with her while John finished up his magics to help and actually keep them safe in a way that worked better than the words Peter had on offer at this point.
Sometimes, it was easy to forget that not everyone in town did the sort of things that he did - even Claire who of course he knew wasn't like him, but she'd rolled with the punches better than anyone he'd ever met and so sometimes, he forgot. But right here in this moment with tears in her eyes while she wielded a candle stick - well Peter knew it then and he held on to her tightly because yeah he was scared of this place too, and he had the benefit of at least feeling a little like maybe he could do something about it? Probably ineffectually, but you know, he'd certainly have tried it.
"We're not gonna be dating for long if we don't figure out a way back to town." Peter warned, because yeah, like they were dating. It was new and this was hardly the sort of first date that he imagined any of them might like, but here they were - the three of them together here.
Still he felt a little like he could breathe, certainly his spider senses hadn't stopped reminding him that there was bad shit all around, but if John said they were good then he was going to trust him on that. "Get over here a minute." Peter reached out an arm and tugged John closer, because well he thought all of them might just need a little bit of that in the midst of this kind of insanity.