empcthic ☀️ peter petrelli :
"I would never,” he reassured Sansa, fixing the bath to run. Once the water began filling up, he turned to look at her with concern laid bare in his eyes. She was still shivering. He knelt down in front of her, looking up into her eyes as he rubbed her arms to try and give her a little warmth, to try and comfort her.
“He is never coming back. And no one is ever going to hurt you like that again. I’ll look after you.” Peter offered her an encouraging smile, tipping her chin up. “I know what it’s like, thinking you’re a monster. I think I am one too, sometimes. But it’s not true. Neither of us are.”
As he stood up, he took her hands in his and helped her up too, brushing her thick hair back over her shoulder. “You’re shaking.” Looking her over, he bit his lip in thought. “Do you want me to… help you? I was, uh, a hospice nurse. If you trust me, I can take care of you. I can help you get cleaned up. I won’t hurt you.”
she hears peter say the glasses-wearing man, noah bennett, wasn’t coming back to hurt her, as he helped her in her bath. nor the scientists who saw she was a direwolf, and wanted to perform experiments on her. he sees her scared, he thinking about her and if she felt safe as he serves customers at the cashier, and placing items on shelves with red basket. he knew his retail store fairly well, and people always trusted him, as he was pretty nice.
he says this, thinking he was a monster at times, being pretty mean to her. saying he was not a nice person, but that he was honest, and he was quite fine with that. he had a lot of powers inside him, which made him susceptible to fits of explosive temper, tremoring and saying he didn't care what people thought of him, as his social anxiety heightened. he had worked with claude, to help him with his power tempering, he feeding the chickens in a cage, as they fight with sticks on a rooftop.
peter was once a nurse who took care of the dying, wanting to soothe passage in the elderly. he having taken care of simone’s grandfather in his penthouse apartment ( which had a balcony with circular stone statue ). he knew about the elderly wanting to speak their story, through the responsibility of taking care of their children, their job, and the nurses did not listen to them, they simply thinking they broken and delusional.
he had once thought of flying through the open window into the sky.
isaac had painted a scene with him and simone embracing and kissing there, as sansa had seen when in his loft. he also had a drawing of peter and simone kissing in the rain under an umbrella, he seeing it in a vision with his eyes turning white and painting on the canvas, he feeling the rain falling on his face, dampening his fringe on his face.
he had been pulling on a soft grey woollen jumper, hair damp from shower. his heroin syringe was lain on a tray, he remembering eve had persuaded him to heroin, when he was trying to recover.
