It's an interesting change for Peter to not only be strolling through Italy with someone at all, but to be delightfully lightheaded on good wine, holding the hand of a handsome and charming witch as well.

The land itself is beautiful but then they come upon an elegant estate and he can feel the magic radiating from it. Even as it closes in behind him. Maybe with another he might feel as if he was trapped, but this feels comforting. A bubble that keeps out all from his life that might seek him out.

Even that touch only makes him smile, eyes half closing as he leans into the touch.

"Never thought I would be glad to be yelled at for what I am, but I'm glad."

He doesn't hesitate then, leaning in and kissing the other man. There's a delight there he hasn't known before and he aches for more as he wraps an arm around Felix's waist and pulls him in close.