Alec almost said something. It was there at the tip of his tongue and in his eyes, but Peter's expression stopped him. Instead, he took the hand, even though he didn't need it, and managed to crawl outside.

Liz almost flung herself at Alec before she realized, it was Alec and not Peter. Her eyes went back to the hole in the wall. "Peter?"

She told herself to give him space when he got out. She didn't want to smother him, despite feeling the desperate need to comfort.