[ Despite the alarm, despite the the cloud in his head, that's a voice Peter would recognize anywhere. He scrambles up, making it as far as his knees before he confirms that yes, that definitely is Nightingale. ]
Sir.
[ It sounds more that a little dazed and a lot relieved, and it isn't just the sight of a familiar face. Nightingale is someone that has answers. He doesn't know everything, Peter's well aware of that, but he's just. Steady. He'll know what to do.
It makes sense in Peter's head at the moment. Which is admittedly not working as well as it probably should be. And at that thought his eyes narrow just a little, trying to focus back in. ]
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Sir.
[ It sounds more that a little dazed and a lot relieved, and it isn't just the sight of a familiar face. Nightingale is someone that has answers. He doesn't know everything, Peter's well aware of that, but he's just. Steady. He'll know what to do.
It makes sense in Peter's head at the moment. Which is admittedly not working as well as it probably should be. And at that thought his eyes narrow just a little, trying to focus back in. ]
Are you alright?