Since his statement was meant sarcastically Chris hadn't expected Peter to answer. Well, to lecture really. When he brought up Kate, Chris' fingers twitched on his glass. His sister was a very complicated issue. She was clearly insane, completely lost like a rabid dog but even then he hadn't been able to kill her.

When he brought up Victoria Chris felt an old pain rise up in his chest. He had loved his wife, loved her deeply, and while it had been her wish to be killed these days he regretted not fighting for her life. She could've lived. Chris took a drink and stared at his glass, looking away from Peter. If he brought up Allison next he might just throw the glass at him and kick him out.

Instead it was his father and well, Chris hated him these days so he let out a breath and tried to relax again. Peter might be deliberately trying to rile him up. He wasn't going to get into it. "That's your opinion, Peter, just like your whole thing against practical, affordable clothes."

Steering the conversation away from hunting was the safest option.