He huffed softly at that sort of joke John made, yeah they were pretty much neighbors the same way they were neighbors with everyone in town. That was the one thing this place didn't provide, space. They might not have been right on top of one another but they were close enough that if someone was shouting in the square you'd hear it even with your door closed.
Together with Claire they got John up and Peter let Claire lead the way though he remained with them just in case John seemed like he wasn't steady on his feet, he'd catch them both and carry them both back if necessary, but John seemed okay for the moment.
He got the door for them all so Claire could keep a hand on John and ushered them all inside getting the lights and heading toward the kitchen, just because they were drinking didn't mean they needed to be savages, they could use glasses. "Alright, let's see what we can do about a drink. Either of you want anything to eat or are we just drinking tonight?" He asked.
John was someone he'd considered a friend, closer than some people here not as close as others and Peter hated that what he'd done had ended up rippling this far out from what should have been one stupid little mistake in Vegas and instead was John drunk in the square and Carol doing god knew what and he and Claire taking John home for the night.