Sophie just shook her head, and gave a shrug, “S’what friends are for Silly,” her smile was bright and cheery as she rested her head against his shoulder. She was getting warm now, between the blanket and the coco, and the cuddling. She hoped she’d made him feel a little better. It was an awful truth he was having to deal with. There was no right way to handle a thing like this, relationships in families were complicated enough without the added stress of lies and secret siblings. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to find out her father had been running around on her mum. It was so beyond her realm of understanding because even after nearly twenty years together they were as in love as ever. They had weathered four kids, the loss of a baby, a war, dealing with John’s rebellion, all while trying to find themselves as parents and people. Statistically speaking the odds had been stacked against them for such a young marriage with a baby on the way. Yet Sophie couldn’t picture them any other way.

Her eyes had drooped closed, the warmth making her sleepy, and the feeling like she might have made someone’s day a little better leaving her feeling contented. She could have fallen asleep like a little kitten right then and there. It didn’t seem possible that they had been at this for nearly half an hour but soon enough the carriage slowed to a stop. She was mildly dazed, jolted from her happy in between sleep and dream state as Peyton helped her down. Once on the ground she gave him a tight hug and stepped back an arms length to look at him, “Listen, you’ve had a rough holiday, why don’t you come to my house for New Year? I’ve started putting together a little bit of a party, it’d be a good way to get your mind off your troubles. I’m sure Xavier won’t be there. If he shows up I’ll boot him out on his bum. What do you say Lovey?”

Peyton sat in a comfortable silence for a long while with Sophie in his arms. He couldn't describe how it felt to him. It was like having another sister or a really good friend like Ally. He hoped this sort of thing lasted, he could always use more friends and Sophie had already proved that she was a great one. He had completely lost time as well and was surprised when the coach came to a stop, their ride having come to it's end.

With Sophie waking up from a comfortable stupor he helped her out of the carriage and returned her hug with an extra squeeze, "That actually sounds like it would be a lot of fun. My mom wanted me to stay home with Helena but I think she's got a party of her own to go to so it would have been just me sitting at home watching the clock." He chuckled softly and gave her another hug.

Peyton pulled a small piece of parchment and a pen out of his coat pocket. He scribbled something down before handing it over to Sophie, "Just owl me here with directions to your place and I'll see you on New Years." He glanced down the street for a moment before turning back to her his cool grey blue eyes alight, "I saw something earlier I wanted to pick up for Helena. See you later, yeah?" With yet another hug, this one lasting a little longer than the last one, to help show his appreciation for her being his shoulder to cry on, he headed down the cobblestone street to get to the shop he had mentioned.