Anyway. He doesn't dignify that question with an answer. Mostly because he doesn't know what the hell it's supposed to mean, to be honest. But also because something about this feels so damn familiar.
So, he matches Peter's glower with one (more visible) of his own. His hands drop down a bit as his expression creases, brows drawn together. The recognition comes in a little easier after he's heard his voice. Space is huge. The odds are fucking ridiculous, but they'd had transfers came in and out of the crew plenty. And he's seen that sort of swinging before.
So—wait for it—]
Peter?
[He doesn't sound entirely sure. But the harder he tries to put a finger on it the more positive he is that he knows this guy. It's been a while. (It's nice to see him alive, at least.)]
useless!
Anyway. He doesn't dignify that question with an answer. Mostly because he doesn't know what the hell it's supposed to mean, to be honest. But also because something about this feels so damn familiar.
So, he matches Peter's glower with one (more visible) of his own. His hands drop down a bit as his expression creases, brows drawn together. The recognition comes in a little easier after he's heard his voice. Space is huge. The odds are fucking ridiculous, but they'd had transfers came in and out of the crew plenty. And he's seen that sort of swinging before.
So—wait for it—]
Peter?
[He doesn't sound entirely sure. But the harder he tries to put a finger on it the more positive he is that he knows this guy. It's been a while. (It's nice to see him alive, at least.)]