“No.” Solid words and a frown on his face. “I’m not about to do anything to help you steal.” Peter doesn’t move when the other steps forward, is staring heavily at the man. “You might deal with ambiguity but I don’t, I’m not living in a grey area or doing things that are questionable. Yes I hide my face but that’s to stop others from worrying.”

Hands are placed against his hips, and Peter is playing at bravado now, wishes he had his mask back on just to lessen the sensory input. “I don’t care if you want to call this item yours, because if you have to steal it, have to kidnap me in the process – then it’s clearly not yours anymore.”

_{“If we’re going to be quite honest; I could have left you where I found you. Sure, you’d live, but I had so many chances to squash you like the bug you are. I’m almost tempted to do so now, but…” he grinned. “I need you alive.” At least for the time being, but that could change – especially if things proved to be a bit more… problematic than he intended.} 

_{“However, should you chose to be a bit… what’s the word these days? uncooperative… I may do something we’ll both regret.” It was more than a threat – it was Ky putting on the line just what he’d do to obtain what he wanted.} 

_{“So,” he clasped his hands together tightly, “do make sure you make the right decision.”}