It takes Peter a moment to realize who Ekkehardt is even talking about with "Mr Kafer." Who? The person who supervises - oh. "You mean Bumblebee," he says. Yes, Peter has completely forgotten Bee's real name. In his defense, that seems to be what Bee wants anyway? And Peter is happy to oblige. "I dunno if I want to talk to him. He's already mad at me for sneaking out at night."
Exhibit A: currently out, at night. At least Héctor technically has permission for this.
"I guess he probably doesn't hate me enough not to help, though," he says, mostly out of a grudging respect for Bee. Even if Peter's bad enough to deserve not being helped, he's pretty sure Bee's a good enough person to do it anyway. Plus he likes that option better than possibly obliterating his uncle. That. Makes him pale pretty considerably in fact. "I'll ask him first. Thanks."
Meanwhile, he leans over to look at Héctor's freshly healed bone. And lets out a low whistle. "You're really good at that," he says. "Do you work on alive people too?"
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Exhibit A: currently out, at night. At least Héctor technically has permission for this.
"I guess he probably doesn't hate me enough not to help, though," he says, mostly out of a grudging respect for Bee. Even if Peter's bad enough to deserve not being helped, he's pretty sure Bee's a good enough person to do it anyway. Plus he likes that option better than possibly obliterating his uncle. That. Makes him pale pretty considerably in fact. "I'll ask him first. Thanks."
Meanwhile, he leans over to look at Héctor's freshly healed bone. And lets out a low whistle. "You're really good at that," he says. "Do you work on alive people too?"