Day 53: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

The commotion just after the intercom's jingle displayed the same kind of erratic energy that the Head Doctor had been exuding all day.

"Come on, get those papers out of the way - no, I don't...! Ah! Good evening, everyone, and I hope you all enjoyed the activities we had to

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[human_sponge]

While Sam was still being a bit vague about things, it looked like he and Dean had talked as much as they could, and that things weren't a complete mess. That was just Peter's guess, though, and the answer his roommate had given had really just brought up more questions. He didn't know if he wanted to start hammering him with more of them, but Sam was also the one who'd opened up this topic of discussion.

Besides, he could always refuse to answer something or artfully dodge it if he wanted to. If there was one thing Peter knew Sam was good at, it was that. Well, that and hitting demons with cars, apparently.

"Raised differently?" he echoed with a tilt of his head, still trying to get his dinner down even if he was pretty distracted by now. It seemed odd that Sam would say that, and yet Peter sort of knew what he meant. Nathan had certainly been treated by their parents in a different way than he'd been. It was something that he'd remained bitter about for a long time, but he'd slowly been letting it go as best he could.

The last thing he wanted to do at this point was fight with his brother, though Nathan wasn't even around to fight with, so...

"What do you mean?" Not being eye to eye was just part of being a sibling, Peter was pretty sure (twins were a different story), but he was still curious to hear more, provided Sam was willing to share.