Peter | Amy
Fucking hell I wish I had a way to kill him right now for that.
Listen, Amy... what you were saying to Harry just now, about remembering... I get it. It's the same for me. Knowing it wasn't you and feeling that way... it's not easy to do. And I'm not... I'm sorry. Kind of a given now that I'm not the best at coping with shit. I don't really have any advice to offer. I wish I did.
But, I just wanted to say. You've always been the strong one, out of all of us from home. But you don't always have to be strong. You can can come to me anytime, if it helps. We can talk, or we can find a distraction, or get hammered or find something for you to beat the shit out of, or whatever you need. Anytime you need anything. Okay?
[ooc: sent a bit later. He needed to pace and cuss and reign in his temper and then carefully work out how to word this one >.>