"You're damn right you will." He nods to solidify the firmness of his tone. He doesn't even know why he's reacting to negatively. If the other man is really trying his hand at flirting, he should feel flattered. Yet, ever the unsure one, he can only imagine he's being strung along.

The suspicious look remains as Peter talks and he raises a hand to fiddle idly with the cuffs of his jacket. "You're too young for me, lad."