Oh— [ a secret? for whatever reason it was, secrets were usually meant for protection. falco couldn’t imagine the home peter came from, but he could use his own as a base (and does). they’re quite merciless, archaic, even. potentially threatening secrets led to a trip to “paradise”, all woven around fear. humans weren’t that different, in fearing or bombarding something they didn’t know. falco didn’t want that for anyone, much less peter. he holds his hand up for emphasis, ] I won’t tell anyone. That’s a promise.
[ falco is genuine enough of a child to keep his promises, at least. his tongue isn’t floppy or prone to slipping, not even on accident. but, since they have to stay here until the children disappear (or, not, but he’ll try something if it’s taking too long), falco crosses his legs to sit and allow peter to rest. ]
People wouldn’t understand if they knew? Back home?
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[ falco is genuine enough of a child to keep his promises, at least. his tongue isn’t floppy or prone to slipping, not even on accident. but, since they have to stay here until the children disappear (or, not, but he’ll try something if it’s taking too long), falco crosses his legs to sit and allow peter to rest. ]
People wouldn’t understand if they knew? Back home?