[the mangling of the word finally gets peter to laugh, soft but genuine.]

Rikonoro.

[there's roll and clip to the way he says it, the last r a slightly throaty sound, kind of slavic.]

I think she called me idiot and brat. Maybe something else. But then she told me I'm pretty, so I should probably forgive her.

[utterly deadpan, because if there's something peter isn't at the moment, it's pretty. not with puffy, shadowed eyes, a red-tipped nose and the slight imprint of the collar of isaac's shirt across his cheek.

honest, though, maybe.]