Peter would have whined a little under his breath, disagreeing with those beginning thoughts, but he actually did stay silent. He listened intently when Simon offered his example and his face would speak volumes. At first, there was a pinched brow, not exactly understanding some of this, but when it got to what would happen if he was late, his brows shot up, surprised, a little confused. Wait, why was he in trouble if it wasn't his fault? The rest of that certainly had pieces of him interested, though the idea of being left aroused felt like it would drive him to craziness.

He finally looked away, then let out a slow breath. So in many aspects, his mind pointed out, he would be giving up a great deal. Caleb's words stuck with him, about how the subs actually had control, but he wasn't entirely sure he understood or believed that, hearing it. He frowned, staring at the floor. He wanted to be with Simon, and this was what it meant. Simon was an unbending figure in his mind, which meant he would have to change. He also had been told to ask, so, he did. "So I would be giving up my freedom, in a sense. Agreed upon." He tilted his gaze to Simon's, trying to read him in return. "So what do I get for giving it up? I would get you, but... it doesn't seem equal?"