While Peter didn't see the reasoning behind Cid tying the sweatshirt around his waist (was he honestly worried about getting cold?), he wasn't about to question it. Everyone had their different quirks, after all.

Though even more surprising than that was how excited the other man was in regards to Nathan. Peter didn't think that the way the man acted would really blend well with Nathan's (sometimes) judging personality, but apparently that wasn't the case.

Trying to work around the awkwardness (why point it out in the first place?), Peter was brought to a halt in his walk down the hall when the F-word was mentioned. And not the curse-word, either.

He stared at Cid, mouth agape before he forced himself to recover some composure. "He... told you that?"