[The shrug and the half-smile are pretty much what she expected from Peter.
It's not that she doesn't think he's taking her seriously. He's a kind person, and he wouldn't be sitting down with her if he wasn't genuinely concerned. But ever since they were kids, his first reflex has always been to just... deflect a little bit. Like a shrug and a smile, maybe a little joke, will keep things from being not okay.
It doesn't take very long for him to give her an actual response, though. And his question actually gives her a little pause.
Why does she feel better sleeping outdoors? Inside the house feels wrong, of course, but so does the rest of the town. Shouldn't she feel just as out of place out here?
There's a moment of contemplation, as she considers this, before Peter gets his response.]
...just about everything, yeah.
[She turns her gaze away from Pete and up to the night sky.
There's a familiarity there, between the stars and herself, that Ikrie doesn't quite understand.]
It's okay! I've been busy as well.
It's not that she doesn't think he's taking her seriously. He's a kind person, and he wouldn't be sitting down with her if he wasn't genuinely concerned. But ever since they were kids, his first reflex has always been to just... deflect a little bit. Like a shrug and a smile, maybe a little joke, will keep things from being not okay.
It doesn't take very long for him to give her an actual response, though. And his question actually gives her a little pause.
Why does she feel better sleeping outdoors? Inside the house feels wrong, of course, but so does the rest of the town. Shouldn't she feel just as out of place out here?
There's a moment of contemplation, as she considers this, before Peter gets his response.]
...just about everything, yeah.
[She turns her gaze away from Pete and up to the night sky.
There's a familiarity there, between the stars and herself, that Ikrie doesn't quite understand.]
The stars are fine, though. They feel right.