Since nobody was bothering him, Peter decided to have a toke in the closet. "Haaaaa, that's the ticket." He lulls around in there for a couple of minutes briefly thinking about the concept of vore. "It's like... people want to be eaten, and people can eat other people. Isn't that like... cannibalism man? I mean, I wouldn't do that. Maybe if the eater is really hot, and we, like, had time to know each other. Because I could probably resurrect myself at a later time? But what that still be me, or would that just be another soul that has the same personality, memories, and habits as me? .....This shit's too high up my pay grade. I'm gonna go check up on Grace." Peter slowly opens the door and checks to see if the coast was clear, then strolls on down to Grace's studio. He walks in and notices the scene going on between Dusk and Miles. He looks to Grace and whispers "Am I interrupting something?"