"That's right. One pod. I like that better. I'd share a pod with you." That one, she'd genuinely forgotten. Peter has only said it once before. Two peas in a pod. It's nice.

Once they're done with all this, maybe she'll sit him down, try to make him understand. Understand what it means for her, why she left their group. He knows part of it, of course, but not all of it. Because there are things she holds back, things that she keeps private, to protect herself. A habit, and one that's not easy to break. If there's one person she'd like to break it for, though, that one person is Peter.

Fucking wall.