“Peter finds the lost, the left-behind, the abused. Is that not why you are here? Did Peter not save you?”

“Peter finds the lost, the left-behind, the abused.”

“What did this portend? He still breathed, the instruments did not change, his heart beat on. But he called to Peter. Did this mean that he longed to live the life of his child of the mind, Young Peter? Or in some kind of delirium was he speaking to his brother the Hegemon? Or earlier, his brother as a boy. Peter, wait for me. Peter, did I do well? Peter, don't hurt me. Peter, I hate you. Peter for one smile of yours I'd die or kill. What was his message?”

“Mr. Schock smiled at Peter and raised his hand into the air. Peter instinctively struck it in a perfect high five. Mr. Schock's smile transformed into a puzzeled frown. "Joshua, how did you...?" "Peter used to do it," said Peter swiftly.”

“I'll show you how," Peter said. "Stop hiding behind your ignorance.”

“Peter wore a grin from ear to ear. "You did great!”