Peter's busy feeling his face, trying to reassure himself that he hasn't gone completely shark-mouth. At least he's not feeling any urge to bite Gabriel? Then the memory of Lucy teasing him about the rebels' resident vampire biting Peter on the dick if he goes wandering around the building naked comes to mind, and why is he thinking about biting Gabriel on the dick now?!

"...I never said we were going to have a threesome," he says, snapping back to the real world and grabbing onto that lifeline like, well, a lifeline. "I dunno, ask Lucy when she's available. She's the one with a schedule." Ish. And he means for the practicing.