[ He should know to keep his distance, but what would Peter do, really? He was as meek as a pussy cat, powers or not. So he followed with the cup and plate, both empty, and came to lean on the sink beside Peter, slouching down so that he might look up at him, but doing so no less severely for that. ]

So because you tried once and failed, that means you have nothing to try for? That there's no hope for you?

[ He touched Peter's arm with the tips of his fingers. ]

The world owes you nothing, Peter.