4
It's only a challenge when the quarry bites back. It's only interesting if there's a reaction; and Pietro is growing frustrated the further from reactive his personal quarry drifts. Wednesday affords him little to keep his mind occupied, and boredom is unsettling. Too queer and frightening; unless stimulated- running, fighting, talking- he grows to thinking.
And there are certain thoughts Pietro does not wish to think.
Thoughts of dark hair, pale skin. Cobalt hair; golden eyes.
At least it's a mystery; mysteries can be unraveled. Picked apart. Conquered.
But the quarry disappears in haze. And Pietro can't unravel him.
Yet.