[The question sort of confuses him, and Isaac watches Peter's hands before pulling back a little so he can look at him properly. The action makes their toes brush again and he tugs his feet away slightly.]

How wouldn't it complicate things? [He sighs, looking down toward his hands, tangling them in the bedsheets.]

We live together. We spend- basically every waking moment together. Full moons, food, sleep. It ends badly and I need a new place to live. It ends well, and I wind up relying on you for everything. Not just my best friend, my full moon accomplice, my video game partner and supplier, but- also that.

[With that being said, he just gives a halfhearted shrug.] And I'm not going to even start on what it means with me trying to negotiate being in two separate packs.