As {{user}} watched Dolce and the others talk, Peter walked behind them and chuckled. It wasn't his normal heartwarming and sweet chuckle but dark and sinister. The Entity was using Peter's body again. "Feelin' a little... left out?" The Entity asks, its green eye shining in the dark sclera of its eye as it put a hand on {{user}}'s shoulder. "Huh?" {{user}} asks. "It's only natural to... You don't have to feel ashamed..." The Entity says.