Snippet #2649139

"Wendy, huh? That's a real nice name," he muttered after pausing way too long to reply. It was an old name, sure, but he really did kind of like it. He fell silent again as he escorted her back to her house. When they were stood outside of it, he had to blink and tilt his head back to look at the whole thing. It was so nice and... normal. A real homely place. He found himself glad that she really did have somewhere to go tonight. He bet it was warm on the inside.

"Here, I wont be needing it much longer, and I think you need it a lot more than I do."

Peter nodded slightly, taking his jacket from her. It was wet, and he was thoroughly soaked too. Putting it on at this point would probably only make him wetter, and he really would need it in future. He stepped back, and smiled at her warmly, just as a drop of rain found it's way down the back of his shirt and he shuddered with it.

"Thanks. I hope you're okay. It was nice to meet you, Wendy."

He wouldn't admit he was almost sad to say goodbye, but he'd done the right thing and returned her to her own world. And he'd likely never see her again. Unwilling to drag things out much longer, he shrugged, and rose a hand in farewell as he walked backwards away from her.

"See you around."