"Now," he pauses, his posture casual but a definition of some kind of waiting in it. Not tension, but something that keeps it from being easy. "...well...there's getting used to it first, I suppose." Before living anyway, because it isn't as if this is all something they've done before. Certainly, passed through to another world, but a place where there is no prophecy or a kingdom to reclaim and rebuild and a new future to place on the throne--always their responsibility, one way or another; an honor, he once said to the great lion. It always will be.
His hand goes to the back of his neck, not uncomfortable but the sort of meaningless motion that takes up a pause instead of a shrug.
"I know it's strange." Unsettling. "When I first arrived, I had forgotten being here too. I still don't remember anything before then." He no longer frowns when he says this, though he remains displeased with it on the whole. Much better to remember all one does, all one experiences, isn't it? But it's out of his control as some very important things are, as are other things that are very much not. Balanced. Nowhere does he say 'it gets better', though it did for him, to the point that he could move beyond what he could not recall and focus on everything he could. With two years approaching this fall, he has enough to attribute it to, certainly. He also does not say 'give it time', because that's obvious and his brother will know it inherently. In fact, a great deal of what one might miss in the silence, in what Peter does not say, is the bulk of what between the two Pevensies is the actual communication. They have had years to learn the telling quirks of wordless conveying, making up in part for years of just the opposite--a lack of communication with plenty of words and most of them unkind, regrettable things.
What now, though. Indeed.
"Curses," he barely frowns, but it's enough to say he does not approve of the name for these as all of them are not unhappy things, but as they say 'majority rules', and that's what they've been called long before Peter fell into the picture (again). Explaining them earlier was both simple and irritating, as ever it is. To say these things in words is just not the equivalent to witnessing or experiencing them firsthand, but they all did their part in sharing what might be useful. "...aside," he continues. "We live, spend our time how we see fit." Working. Visiting the library. General exploring. Saying hello to the salamander named Salamander. For Peter, that's mostly it, and he knows it varies for each of the household as much as every individual in the City's entirety.
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but maybe I believe in another place // if you go, you won't look back
Date: 2010-07-04 12:39 am (UTC)His hand goes to the back of his neck, not uncomfortable but the sort of meaningless motion that takes up a pause instead of a shrug.
"I know it's strange." Unsettling. "When I first arrived, I had forgotten being here too. I still don't remember anything before then." He no longer frowns when he says this, though he remains displeased with it on the whole. Much better to remember all one does, all one experiences, isn't it? But it's out of his control as some very important things are, as are other things that are very much not. Balanced. Nowhere does he say 'it gets better', though it did for him, to the point that he could move beyond what he could not recall and focus on everything he could. With two years approaching this fall, he has enough to attribute it to, certainly. He also does not say 'give it time', because that's obvious and his brother will know it inherently. In fact, a great deal of what one might miss in the silence, in what Peter does not say, is the bulk of what between the two Pevensies is the actual communication. They have had years to learn the telling quirks of wordless conveying, making up in part for years of just the opposite--a lack of communication with plenty of words and most of them unkind, regrettable things.
What now, though. Indeed.
"Curses," he barely frowns, but it's enough to say he does not approve of the name for these as all of them are not unhappy things, but as they say 'majority rules', and that's what they've been called long before Peter fell into the picture (again). Explaining them earlier was both simple and irritating, as ever it is. To say these things in words is just not the equivalent to witnessing or experiencing them firsthand, but they all did their part in sharing what might be useful. "...aside," he continues. "We live, spend our time how we see fit." Working. Visiting the library. General exploring. Saying hello to the salamander named Salamander. For Peter, that's mostly it, and he knows it varies for each of the household as much as every individual in the City's entirety.