Someone has just slapped him across the face. "James!"

"Bwuh? I'm awake, I'm awake," he says, blearily opening his eyes.

"Thank Christ," Peter says. "Are you narcoleptic or something?"

"Thanks Peter, I can handle it from here - please go reassure Lucy everything's fine, which it is, everything's fine -"

Dubious!

"Alright. Call me if anything else happens."

Blink blink.

When Peter's gone he says, "Ow my head and I managed to convince my sex ed teacher to let me demonstrate a threesome. It was in fact my first threesome I was flying by the seat of my lack of pants but it was awesome."

Hug. "Wow. Um. - do we even want to change Woodrow's name back or does anyone care, should we just get to movie night with Peter."

"Is it night already? How long was I out?"

"I meant figuratively but it has been about five minutes, it was very concerning."

"Oh. You're very cute but honestly we should have expected it, that was—a lot—I see what you mean by the memories getting sort of integrated or faded but I still find the idea of walking around with your cum leaking out of me really hot, maybe I'm just a pervert in every timeline."

"You're an excellent pervert."

He grins and kisses Edmund. "I'll make something up about having been sleeping in a ton and being sleep deprived and ask for some coffee or something."

"They'll know something's up but they certainly aren't going to guess what. And it's only Peter and Lucy, Su would be much nosier about it."

"Right, mind readers," he sighs. "You didn't need to call them you know."

"You were fully unconscious for five minutes. I was not in my best state of mind."

"Extremely adorable," James declares, placing a kiss on Edmund's nose.

Dignified sniff. "Well. I'm glad you think so. Come on, let's reassure and then sexually harass my brother."

"Yes, let's." Hyup.

Peter's room is still about twenty feet away. "Hullo. Feeling better?"

"Yeah, thank you, I'm not sure what that was about. I think I'm just still not used to school, I was sleeping into two P.M. before so maybe that's catching up with me." He shrugs and come on he's a very good actor he likes to think surely he can fool Peter at least a little bit.

Shrug.

(Literally anything he can say here other than the truth will dig his hole deeper so he will, again, not say anything.)

"Don't be so suspicious, Peter. Anyway, we were wondering if you wanted to watch a film? Maybe The Magpie Lord - James, you haven't seen that one, right?"

"I have not!" Even on this timeline with its memories, huh, he wonders what it's about.

—yo movies are super different here what the fuck. But it's even more fine if he starts getting a semi from the conflict between his pre-porn-world self and the way sex is just absolutely blasé here.

"Hmm, should I finally give in and watch your obscure romance... fine, yes, I'll watch it. But you owe me, we'll be watching Apocalypse Now tonight after James goes home."