[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=97e23b]Bartholomew Rosecliff[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/GxId9ub.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b]  Near Water
[b]Skills:[/b]N/A[/center][hr]

Bartholomew winced as Lib's voice rose to a shout at the girls, but gave a laugh afterwards. That was interesting though, since Louisiana wasn't too far east, as far as the US was concerned. He guessed that meant they primarily were out near the Pacific, maybe as far as California. That information probably wasn't too useful on its own, but he'd make note of it if it came up later. As a matter of principle, he averted his eyes as Libby stripped to her undergarments, not feeling comfortable watching the woman clean herself. He looked at Faith, as if to see if she had any more questions, when an idea struck him.

Doing some considering for a moment, he decided to ask, "[color=97e23b]One more thing, if it's alright. Shot in the dark, did you guys know Peter while he was alive?[/color]" He figured now would be a fine time to test his hypothesis, and he didn't feel like his question was intrusive or anything. If Peter spent time with these people, and they cared enough to come all the way here after coming from some place far away, that would explain pretty much everything to him. All he could do was hope Lib would be honest with him, as he waited for a response. He hoped he was right, not just for the illumination it'd provide, but for the fact that it would feel good to get a win on this. As the sun lowered at a quickened pace through the sky, he gave am unsure look at Faith, thinking they should maybe regroup in light of this new development. "[color=97e23b]Should we head back?[/color]" He asked.