[ peter's not the kind of guy who keeps to a strict agenda. that being said, he's pretty sure doing battle with a massive space blob with tentacles and multiple mouths right out of a tabloid cover art to save a very ungrateful woman wasn't anywhere on it.

oh well, he's adaptable! those who adapt survive or something, right? well, he's still alive, so there's your proof.

he shoots directly into one of said mouths and the monster roars in pain and anger, raising one of its massive tentacles to swat him away. he swerves to avoid it. ]

I can tell - [ dodge ] should I see if he wants a hand? [ shoot ] Or she, sorry - [ as the creature roars again. ] tentacle monsters are like babies if they're not color coded I really can't tell -