Quick to drop the subject of who gets to protect his feelings, Peter shakes his head, not wanting to go down that road. If someone was going to start doing it now, he had every doubt in his mind that it would be Adam. Not because he thought Adam incapable of love, but because Adam had dropkicked his feelings before. The same held true for Sylar. Or anyone else for that matter. He wasn't looking for it, any of it, and now that seemingly everyone wanted to offer him pity for the cards they'd in fact dealt to him in the first place, it all seemed just a little meaningless.

"Nothing would have been better." Peter's not sure exactly what he means; if Adam shouldn't have done anything to begin with, or if there's just no way to make something like this any simpler. Maybe he means both.

Rubbing at his eyes as he tries to attempt coherent thought, Peter shifts his weight, curling into himself slightly. Hard as he tries, this somehow still hurts more than it should and instead of ending up angry with Adam, he's still in favor of only directing it inward. Maybe because he's so uninterested in love himself right now, the concept ridiculous at best. It's just one more fresh reason to keep heading down the same road of solitude. "I don't know, Adam. Why'd you do it in the first place? It can't have been because you were actually interested."