Simon smiled without glancing at Peter right away. He leaned into the mirror to get a problem piece of hair at his crown to slip into place with a little more wax to keep it all in. "Before? What? Tonight? Yesterday? Before I noticed you were interested in me and refused to speak up?" He wasn't being cruel, he was just pointing out that he knew. Even if Judas' little mention of Peter being a puppy completely seized him up on the idea. "Yeah. Since the hospital. I still don't think I'm good for you. Im pretty sure tonight will put you off of me. But hey. If that happens? We'll always be friends. I won't make it awkward for you. There's no need for it. What we have with JC, that's always going to come first."

Simon wasn't going to risk that. He didn't want to push Peter out of the Twelve and he sure as hell wasn't leaving.

"What happens is between us. The worst thing I could ever do is ruin who you are. I don't want that."