[ Balthier raises an eyebrow. ] Well, lucky I have a magickal box that allows me to contact people remotely. [ He pulls out his phone and uses the talk to text feature -- he's a very slow typer. ] Would it be alright if someone came by the room for a few hours?

There, conscious cleared. Also I cannot imagine a reality where this boy was a bully. [ Peter was worried enough about the secret carnival suit business that he doesn't offer his roommate's name.

He could skip over that he's joined the Society -- he's skipped over it with David already. But he's finding himself leaning more into coyness today, while wanting the openness of their conversation from the tea shop. Part of him worries that it was the Valentine's spell after all, but he also knows he was being more forthcoming. That, at least, he can control. ]

I joined with the Society. That's what I had to leave for the other day. I don't see myself as particularly villainous, but I don't like others telling me what's right and wrong, or refusing criticism of their own methods.

And I have my fine tastes to support. [ He had to join one of the groups. There was no way he was going to try to make it from nothing here -- again, but without any cultural capital. ]