Not that I don't appreciate the consideration, but I'll feel better if you try to run off looking less like that. [Older Peter would run off, he thinks. He would have an excuse ready to go, because Chris isn't entertaining, really, and there's no secrets left between to unravel. He's operating under that same assumption here; that now that Peter is healing as he should, he'll just go. Do his own thing, and get into more trouble. Isn't that just what werewolves do? Get into trouble?

Maybe just the Beacon Hills ones. Vaguely, he thinks about Isaac. Wonders if he's been in trouble lately. ] I'll get you some clothes. They might be a little big, but it'll have to do for now.

[Chris is so considerate. He might, actually, have some of Isaac's clothes from before. Stuff that was left behind and packed away after he left the apartment complex. Or stuff that mixed in with his own, when he left France in a hurry to get back and help Scott. They're the same height, more or less. ] Come on, I'll show you hot to turn the hot water on. [With a nod towards the hallway, he pushes away from the stove and extends a hand to help Peter up. He does look like rough, which isn't as satisfying when he's this young. The night truly is just full of disappointments. ]