Peter's brows furrow as he tries to conjure up who, if anyone, would ever make that promise at the inn. He can't think of a single adult who'd acknowledge that their relationship was ever going to be anything more than puppy love, let alone offer to pay for the wedding.

"I don't think you're just a notch on my belt," Peter says quietly. "I think you can really only call someone a notch on your belt if you don't really care about them."