There's a pause as the statement sinks in. Something creeps into October's mind that had been hovering at the edges for a while, now. Something that creates a small, tight ball in his chest. He blinks a few times. One hand comes up to his chest absently.

"I... was told you would not wish to aid me," he whispers. His eyes flick to Peter for an instant.

Astrid looks at Peter, waiting to see what he'll say.