[ Peter didn't mind because he simply told himself not to -- it's not as if anyone outside of the family had visited him in the hospital when he was in a coma before, and that was when he was home. He didn't expect anyone he'd just met a few months ago in space to stop by, either. Everyone had their own friends, people that they knew from home. Expecting people, who had others, to be worried about you when others were dying, was asking too much.

Taking another slow slip of his soup, he gave a slight shrug, glancing sideways towards Nathan. ]

We did. She was acting kind of funny, though. Things she didn't want to talk about.

[ And things he couldn't get out of her to say, but he'd expected he'd be hearing about them soon enough. And then all of this with the illness and the almost dying appeared and peoples priorities changed.

When Nathan finally looked at him again, Peter gave his head a tiny shake, trying not to make a big deal out of any of this. ] You really don't have to, i'll see her again soon enough. She doesn't need to be around here.