Caitlin & Peter
Peter stood and watched the white-haired girl play with ice for a long while before she took a break and he figured he was being a little bit too creepy and probably should either walk away or say something to her. For Merlin knows what reason, he chose to talk to her, ambling over and clearing his throat. "That's a cool castle," he said to her, standing off to the side but not making any assumptions regarding joining her. He held his own drink, a mild beer, in hand.