It seems things have finally clicked a little for Elias and Peter watches as the realization rolls over him. Peter isn't exactly the enemy in this case, even if it is his entity. He's just slightly related, by blood.

So, Elias gives, lets Peter finally do what he's come to do (which is take care of him, either by taking him away or something else). Making him some tea would work and his eyes flick over in the direction of the kitchen before he looks to Elias again. If Peter knows anything about this house, he knows that Elias is still cold and the tea won't help.

"How about I put on the kettle back at your flat?" He says, still assessing Elias to make sure he isn't too broken right now. Peter will take a few steps closer and there's only a moment's hesitation before his hands come down onto Elias' shoulders and he rubs them, giving up some of his own warmth to him.

Though, Peter's never been one known for his warmth.