[The soft assurance on Rue's part makes Peter's lips quirk into something of a smile. He rubs at his arm absently, able to curtail his urge to pick at his shirt's hem sleeve.]

Suffer feels like a strong word. I don't understand the shows, but, you like them and I wanna be with you. [Just kind of proving Rue's point.] Would it be okay, if... I didn't care about what the world wanted, for a little while?