"Honestly, I think... anything is possible on this ship. I'm no longer gonna try to use science in this place," Peter says, and he still has to bite down on his lip to keep from spilling scientific possibilities or impossibilities in this place that is filled with magic.

There's no use for science here.

He is quiet as he shuffles back and forth on his feet, and then looks up at her with a deep frown.

Because he's seen a lot of people die before. He-- he's killed before, and it's-- There aren't really words for it, but he doesn't want to scare her so he just nods in response, reaching out a hand to rest against her arm when her voice cracks.

"I hope so. I've seen... people die before. Anyway," Peter says breathing in sharply. "So I don't know if it happens and you need someone to talk to and you end up here again..."

He's available for that stuff even if he is kinda crummy at talking.