We will check. [Peter nods, opening the door. He vaguely remembers he didn't bother to lock it as he was rushing out to meet Jordan, to see if he's alive or dead and he just realized that he might have found his mate dead and burned and all his air escapes him.]

I'm actually making attempts, but they never know what's good for them. [Not really, but details. Peter knows trust is dangerous... Yet, he also admits it can be extremely useful. It's why packs are strong. But there are other ways for that.] What if you couldn't call me?

Later. [Peter nods, reaching for Jordan to pull him close, kissing him again. Yes, his lips are warm and Peter can feel him through their clothes and his scent is actually stronger now, but the smoke is still there.] Let's get you out of these clothes.