[he lets go because isaac wants to be let go, but doesn't move away, just lets isaac do the backing up he wants to do.]

Hey, stop. Just. Listen for a sec, okay.

[peter tilts his chin up enough to meet isaac's gaze. he's not actually that much shorter, really, only a few inches, just enough that he has to look up a little. peter's stressed. he's worried and kind of scared, it's there in the pinched set of his mouth and the slight furrow between his eyebrows. but he meets isaac's gaze and his eyes are still calm and sure, even though the face around them isn't. peter's not good at reassurances, he's never been one for giving them.]

There's nothing that you need to fix, rikonoro, cause you didn't break anything. I'm not mad and I'm not leaving and I don't want you to either. It's just been a shit-hitting-the-fan kind of day.