"Make you?" Someone else would have probably called him a child or rolled their eyes. Alec did not have a lot of experience with stubborn people that weren't bad guys and on top of that, he didn't have experience with teenagers - even his teenage phase was a lot different than normal. His eyes suddenly became very serious and riddled with a dark intensity he didn't often show. His body stilled, though his grip remained hard, and his voice suddenly became colder - Alec the super soldier. "Do you really want me to make you, Peter? Because I can. I've been trained in interrogations and trust me when I promise you I can be very persuasive." Somehow, there was a slight undercurrent of anger there. Alec realized he was pissed off, but he didn't know why.

"Or maybe you can just tell me because I thought we were friends and, according to you, talking about this shit helps. Or was the passed year a whole lie and I go back to not giving a crap about anyone?"