[Peter breathes out a relieved kind of sound at Otto's response. The anxiety ramping up at Otto's initial reaction dropped back to its usual level.
His smile returns, still just slightly tentative.] I know it's probably kinda- of assuming stuff on my part, but I wanted to make you something.
[There, a verbal disclaimer so Otto can nope out if need be.
Peter loosens his hold on the things he made. Unfurling the fabric of a shirt to reveal a octopus plushie. The toy is clearly handmade, with rough stitches in places and one droopy tentacle where Peter had run out of stuffing. The embroidery around the eyes as glasses is slightly skewed in one spot, but still readable as eyeglasses.]
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His smile returns, still just slightly tentative.] I know it's probably kinda- of assuming stuff on my part, but I wanted to make you something.
[There, a verbal disclaimer so Otto can nope out if need be.
Peter loosens his hold on the things he made. Unfurling the fabric of a shirt to reveal a octopus plushie. The toy is clearly handmade, with rough stitches in places and one droopy tentacle where Peter had run out of stuffing. The embroidery around the eyes as glasses is slightly skewed in one spot, but still readable as eyeglasses.]