“An’ i can use them well.” Maybe Ky should have kept his lips sealed on that little bit of information, but it was becoming quite clear that everything with Peter was complicated. From the moment he met him, Ky knew things would be interesting, but not like this. Not when he found himself want – no, needing him around. Needing him to obey.
Maybe it was selfish of him to only thing of himself. To not think of what Peter needed – food, warmth, human interaction or just interaction in general. No, Ky elected to keep him. As a pet. “– do you want me to use them?”