Steve was quiet as he looked through it and seemed a bit skittish when the waiter came over and was rather outgoing and loud. Steve basically hid behind his menu, even when he quietly asked for water and some juice and said he needed a minute to figure out what he wanted to eat.
Peter gave his drink order and kept an eye on Steve. “No one is going to hurt you anymore, Steve.” he promised when he saw how skittish and quiet he was. “You’re safe now.” He assured, starting to reach out before stopping himself. He didn’t want to force Steve into heat any sooner than necessary. “If you want, I can tell them what you want?”


