Peter looks at Isaac for a few seconds, like he's trying to judge whether that's good enough. In the end he can't tell.

"Yeah, I'm going to. Not really an optional thing." It's like he can feel the sun falling lower and lower. He rolls his shoulders, shakes his legs out. "Like I said, it's...real. Just stand back and let it happen. And don't touch me while I'm eating. I'll come to you."

Three minutes.