Peter exited the castle alongside Frost and Lantern with his soft half hop-stride of a gait. He glared up at the horseman and grinned. "So many lost head jokes." He murmured for Frost and Lantern to hear.
"Can we help you, sir?" Peter said in a louder voice. He glanced at Lantered as he spoke and heard only mention of Death. "If this is about the dice, please tell your master I had nothing to do with their misplacement and that I may or may not have seen a suspicious leprechau- I mean.....little person using a set of dice that look oddly like faery bones and that he should check with him."
Peter side stepped away from the horseman keeping Frost between them as if he expected the body to reach out and grab him and give him a sudden pat down. "If by some wild chance you're here about something else then disregard everything I said and pretend you didn't hear it. Also I am not with these two so if you arrest them leave me out of it. I simply feel like......going fishing in the Fathoms....yes. Excellent season for sea bass."