They're enthusiastic about everything, dude. It's like they just transfer all their manic energy from one thing to the next. First it was barbecues and then it was the tree lighting and now it's this.

( his head swims, a little, with memories of October despite the fact he only supposedly woke up here in early December. this place is a trip, for sure. Peter squints like the thoughts actually sting, a little, and maybe they do. it's a lot of crazy to just let himself accept at face value.

Peter does at least speak in a slightly hushed tone when referring to the townies. none of the scary elves that haunt the Christmas Village are currently present, but Peter doesn't want to know how they'd react to gossiping about their enthusiastic festivity. ) Starlight Celebration? Is that another name for Christmas?

( Peter has never heard it called that, but, maybe he just missed it somehow? technically, he is Jewish. it doesn't seem impossible. )