Peter shrugs a little as if to say 'no problem' and Danny comes back to him, the basket he has been carrying now empty of blankets. He curls on the ground next to them, his tentacles close to its body, trying to make himself smaller until he's needed for something else. Peter gives him a pat on the head.

"Yeah, it is...I don't know what I would do if she never wakes up." Alice is too young, too good-hearted to deserve something like that. The world has never been kind to Peter, he might not deserve it, but he had faith it would spare her. "Can't do much than wait, it's frustrating."