"Oh. Okay. Bed isn't too big," Peter replied doubtfully. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world, either, but neither was his couch. His whole house was definitely the product of bits and bobs collected over his college years tossed into the cheapest rent in the area for someone currently still looking for employment.

When Peter stood at Robin's urging, his leg twitched but for the pressure on the cuts but he hardly felt a twinge. He would have moved, wrapped his arms around her and held her close, except that she already had his hands and seemed well and good with the way she was handling it. It was pretty nice, actually, just being able to go with her flow and let his brain start to shut down instead. "Then let's go? It's that way," he added, making a vague gesture off in the proper direction considering Robin still held his hands.