I don’t mind it, actually… and nyet, the presence of noise is something I’m used to, actually. Though perhaps not to the extent it is tonight…
Mm… I suppose I am.
[Mildly irritated, maybe, but otherwise he was as well as he assumed he could ever be.]
[Peter folds his arms and rests his chin there, humming as he swung his legs]
…Mister Alik? Do you know, about my name? Did you ever talk to Arthur about it? Do you know what it means?
[that’s what Peter’s been trying to find out all day.]
[The question, having seemed to come out of nowhere, caused Alik to blink and look down upon the child in mild curiosity.]
Ah… nyet. We never did bring it up… I apologize. What brought the thought to mind?
[he blinks, before looking up at the other, a bit of disappointment on his lips. Looking down, his voice comes out a little sad.]
Ah. Okay, that’s okay.
I was just wondering, who named me. If it was Arthur or a soldier or something. It might have even been Mister Francis, I just don’t know…