[There's a pause, and Isaac tilts his head just slightly into the touch, looking toward Peter's palm. When the implication hits him, it's obvious- his eyes widen slightly, and they shift, dilating and changing from a bright blue to his werewolf yellow.
He doesn't have to say it- just stares toward Peter wordlessly, not entirely sure how he can even begin to respond to that.]
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He doesn't have to say it- just stares toward Peter wordlessly, not entirely sure how he can even begin to respond to that.]