I can't protect Peter. This became really obvious today when I realized my wallet and train tickets were stolen and we had to sneak on the train.

I have no idea why it scares me so much to think of Peter putting himself out there - he done that before and I knew he'd be fine. Somehow, today in the train station.... I was so worried about him.

And it was my fault, too. I should have been more careful and Peter would have had to go out of his way to help fix our problem. If something had happened to him because of me...

I need to be better at this part. I need to keep Peter say somehow, even if it kills me.