She was giving her trademark "resting bitch face" and Peter felt his stomach flip flop all over again. He'd had a crush on her for so long and then she was just...not there. And he'd loved Klara. Deeply. But she was gone now, too. Maybe he shouldn't get attached. Maybe he was the problem.
He offered up a small smile and patted the spot next to him in an offer for her to sit down. "Hi. It's...really good to see you." She looked okay, maybe a little bruised from the snow drift fall, but overall okay. He exhaled a slow breath and looked her in the eye and took a chance. "I've missed you."
Peter did see the black dahila hanging around her neck and his smile turned a bit shy, but he didn't mention it. If she wanted to, she would.