"I might respect him, but you? Well that's another story." Simon threw little pieces of shite bread at Judas until some stuck in his hair and they both managed to laugh together. The day went by more quickly as they worked on some of the upholstery for the frames JC constructed for the bunk area and as it all wound down and the Twelve wandered off, Simon insinuated himself into Peter's space, t-shirt clinging to him and hair a little less perfect than usual, and waited to be noticed before he smiled.

"What's the buzz, Petey? Feeling up to spending the rest of the day or should I just pick you up at ten? You mentioned maybe wanting an eye on your wardrobe. Could always go shopping and dinner?" Simon knew he was starting with control early but if this ended up working... And that was a big if... He wanted to be ready.