"It's easier not to argue sometimes," Peter says with a huff of laughter. He knocks his knee against hers lightly and grins as he opens up a drinks and hands it over.

"So, uh, it's pretty amazing none of this freaks you out. But, I guess the sewer monster thing is a lot worse," he babbles, a little distracted by the way Bev's hair looks in the late afternoon light.

"So I don't, uh, I feel like I've been talking a lot about myself with the spider thing and all. But I want to know whatever you want me to know about you. Anything."