"Find me." Peter knew that despite fighting off. the Dark Phoenix, there needed to be a sort of rebirth. With the species that were aware of what could happen if he lost control, potentially killing entire planets on his own.. He had to die, but it wasn't the end.
He didn't know if it meant it finding another host or that he would be brought back with it. But he knew what he had to do. And who could do it themselves. He was at peace with the decision. You tried to talk him out of it. Wondered if you could forgive the one who agreed to do it.
The strike was made...
And you waited for a sign.. the moment similar energy was detected, you were there. For something to rise out the water a mix between a cocoon and an egg made of flames... You stood as it moved towards you.