It took him only a moment to really make a decision. "Okay," Pietro said quickly, nodding with a serious look on his face. "I'll stay with you." He would have to swing by the shelter and collect some unimportant things that he left there during the day, but it wasn't the most pressing matter on his mind.
"I can drive you." He almost smiled, lip curling just a bit. "I'll teach you how if you want. It's not hard." It probably wouldn't be so bad a thing for her to know. Pietro had learned way before he'd gotten a license, finding it important to survival when not in the bigger cities.
"And I just go before I'm feeling too... tied down. I've been on the run since we separated and I haven't really felt right since," he said, looking down at his hands. Years of his life, Pietro had just tried to find what was missing. And that had meant that he hadn't been interested in growing roots into one place. No other people meant as much to him as his sister. Settling would have been an insult to her. "You can't feel trapped when you're constantly moving." He understood what she'd meant, though.