"Voice," Peter murmured. He let the word rattle around for a moment while he basked in the tone she was conveying. There had been a no in there, but it wasn't admonishment and that only made him more eager to figure out how to get a yes instead. His hand pulled back again, returned to the position he had been in before, trying to reset what he had done wrong. He hummed for a moment, a toneless noise trying to kickstart his brain into reacting properly.

Use his voice to respond to her. Use his voice... Yeah, okay, he could do that. "Okay. My voice," he said, sounding a little more coherent but no less content. There was no danger here, just her attentiveness and comfort. "Yeah? Good?"