[ When Peter started to explain that he could fix amnesia, and that if it was anything else then he should be able to fix it, Nathan began to cotton on to the underlying problem. Peter was struggling with all of this at once, yes, but more importantly it was the distress of waking up, not knowing where you are and being told that some future version of yourself had done something. Not knowing what you'd said or done and being confronted with it piecemeal, judged for it, was the worst thing that Nathan had ever personally experienced, and he understood how hard it was.

He lifted his hand from Peter's knee and curled it gently around his hand on the coffee cup, meeting his eyes. ]

You are who you are right now. You don't have to fix it, or know all the details about the future. You can just be who you are now and that's good enough, Pete. It's all anyone could ever want from you.

[ Nathan's hand went to Peter's jaw, firm, edging his chin up so that he stopped looking so much like he was sulking and introspective. ]

You're probably struggling enough with what you just went through to face anything else right now, so that's where we're gonna start, alright? I'm you're big brother first.

You got that?