"I'm getting deployed," Nathan said, leaning closer to the wall as though that would make the public phone private. "I can't say any more than that."
"But your tour is almost over."
"It's war, Pete."
"Still," Peter said, indignantly.
He should have asked for Ma or Pop when Peter answered, but the truth was, he'd been hoping Peter would answer, because then Nathan could say, "To tell the truth, I'm a little freaked."
"Aw, man," Peter said. "You'll be fine. You're you."
"Yeah," Nathan said. It didn't change anything, but hearing Peter say it made it all a little easier.