Oh, no. Peter doesn't hate him. As he already said, it's never just that easy. Frustrated, pissed off, endlessly angry; yes. He's all those things. And maybe at one point in his life he hated Adam. But now, now he's far more removed and he's left with the shallow grooves of old emotions that he just wants to stop aching. Because after awhile they've all started to stack up, and all that's left is the pain.

"So you--" His voice starts off sharp, and he sighs, reminding himself that there's no particular reason he needs to insert his own attitude at the moment. Adam's tearing himself enough all on his own, Peter doesn't need to help. So he swallows, starts over again, searching for the right tone to take. And while it might be bordering on aggressive, he's trying to inject it almost parental disappointment, something he used to do to Nathan.

"So you just left sooner rather than later, you mean." Peter's well aware that he's dragging Adam through things he doesn't want to be, but he can't stop, because he's always wanted to know why everyone sought him out to be the human pincushion. Why did he have to have all the emotions if all everyone wanted to do, was make him hurt. "Because, what-- It wasn't worth doing for any reason other than your own?"