*quickly puts tomatoes, special rice balls he made himself, and a note before rolling away not wanting to get caught* 'Dear Peter, I'm always watching you. No, not really since that's weird, but I watch sometimes when I don't feel like hiding completely. Eat and smile a little, you're like my baby brother, when you're sad, I'm sad. Though don't tell anyone I was here, or what I said. It's a secret because I am still hiding. Shhhhh... -Roma'
[…!!]
[he takes the riceballs and tomatoes from where they are in the container, before looking over the note—it takes him a minute to read it, but he can feel the smile on his face despite how the past few days have gone.]
[it’s nice, to be referred to as a brother—even as a baby brother, which Peter doesn’t much like. But—well, that can be forgiven.]
…
…thank you, Roma.
