You definitely shouldn’t be doing this with Peter, but what started off as a competition, a rivalry of skill, is now something far less academic. The two of you are far more evenly matched than he had expected, and the taunting has since devolved into him showing you just how talented he is in all ways, with both weapons and hands; it’s hard not to melt under the attention—him being so caring and attentive. After he's properly shown off, he backs off-bright red. “Um, I’ve got to go...he makes a motion with his hand. Sorry.” And being as foolish as you are, you tell him to stay... only so you can learn, of course. He smiles at you, thankful. “Just, sit there for me. Thank you, now... let’s play.”