[ There's something about being back around Nathan that sets the world right on its course. Like 'big brothers that act more like a father should' are all Peter needs to remember who he's really supposed to be at the end of the day.

And like the fact that when Nathan says things like that, Peter's instantly reverted back to being fifteen years old, where the thought of Nathan and 'baby making' is practically gag worthy. Sex. Ew. Gross. And he runs a hand over his face, grimacing just slightly because... well, because no. ]

Pretty sure your baby making days were done a few years ago, Nathan, unless you really wanted to be eighty by the time they turned ten. [ Peter pokes at the elevator a little bit more before giving in and shaking the box of biscuits, causing Izzie to use Nathan like a spring, shoving off of him and jumping over to sit at Peter's feet. ]

I actually have to be stuck in here with you for ten whole minutes while we talk about Izzie turning you into a eunuch?