Peter didn't know where Simon was coming from, but he was learning, slowly. His head came up with the comment about their work with JC, then dropped away, probably damning himself with that small gesture. They were trying to be honest, here. Be honest. "...I don't know." It was the honest truth and he spread his hands as if giving it away. "I don't know because I don't know how much it would hurt."

He couldn't, not now, tell Simon he had almost left already. It felt so stupid on his part. "But-" another breath and he could look up again, "I get the feeling we might know about... how this will work out pretty quickly." The corner of his mouth lifted but the tears at his eyes betrayed him. "It'll already hurt no matter what, but there's different degrees of hurt." He already had been crushing after Simon for a while, and if that wasn't obvious at this part, that had to give it away.