#* peter

     “Just for the record, I take it as my role on this team to a) inject at least a little skepticism to this circle-jerk of gullibility, b) make pithy comments to lighten the mood, and c) prevent my father,” his voice tightens a little as he looks over at Walter, who’s eating a Red Vine and brushing the cow in the corner of the lab, “from tacking a public indecency charge or something similarly horrifying onto his already vast list of felonies, and talking to a self-admitted exorcist falls under category A, so what I want to know is why we should trust you at all.”