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[nerdylilspidey]

[It's been a day or so since Peter got set up in his suite. He's not entirely sure. He'd been exposed to total information overload when he first showed up, and he needed the time to sit and let it all process. Not that doing so allowed anything to really make sense. But still. And of course with the way his body had refused to cooperate with even the simple task of listening to someone, he'd been in desperate need of some actual rest. But when he next woke up and really felt aware of his situation, only one thought really resounded.

They told him that this was an "In-Between." But Peter wasn't fooled.

Eventually he pulls himself out of bed (with a wince) and makes his way over to the console in his suite. It doesn't take long for Peter to figure out how it works, and as soon as he's got it running, he's turning on the audio feed. He's sure he's still looking pretty beaten up and he doesn't want to alarm anyone, after all. This doesn't feel like a good time for sympathy from total strangers. And "In-Between" or no, keeping his identity a secret was second nature. When he speaks, he's trying to be slow and careful about what he says-- and at the same time, there's a nervousness in his voice along with that slight strain caused by his injuries.]

Um... Hi, everyone. I, uh-- Not to sound ungrateful to the- the people who brought me over here and explained everything, but. Uh. Just wondering if there's somewhere I can go for, y'know, fresh clothes. And.. And maybe some clean bandages...? Or ice packs... Y'know, just-- any stuff like that, that would actually be awesome to get...

[There's a brief pause, during which he can probably be heard fidgeting awkwardly.]

And I... I get that I'm-- we're all stuck here. For like, forever. But-- [He stops again, breath catching. Somebody just level with me. Seriously. Just admit that this is-- some kind of after life and that's why we can't leave.] ... Never mind.

Clean clothes would really help me out a lot, thanks.

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[nerdylilspidey]

[He has no words to express how cool this is. He's not used to accepting gifts for no reason - it's just not the way he does things. But from Tony Stark?]

I... Wow. Seriously, just- Wow.

Have I mentioned that you're super awesome cool?

[definingfuture]

Well, that's always nice to hear. I know, but it's better to hear it from someone else.

[He's clearly enjoying the chance to be smug as much as he is the opportunity to do something technical again. Part of it is Tony's selfish desire to be on good terms with Peter, even if they aren't from the same universe, and part of it is pride, but he's still happy to see the young man excited about it.]

It'll take a little while, but shouldn't be too long. I'll have to do some tests.

[nerdylilspidey]

[That makes him smile. It's kind of nice to know that Tony's extreme self confidence is the same across the multiverse.]

[Both eyebrows arch upward at his next comment, surprised and curious all at once.] Tests? What kind of tests?

[definingfuture]

[The smile is good. That's encouraging. It means that this Peter is on board, and that's something that Tony likes to see.

It hasn't been all that long, but he still missed it.]

Tests. [He rolls straight into the answer.] I'll have to make sure the nanites are aligned properly with your brainwaves. Otherwise we'll have problems on our hands.

[nerdylilspidey]

[Oh. Well, that makes sense. Who's Peter to argue with him on that?]

Right. Sure.

Does it make sense that I'm both totally excited and completely freaking out about this...? All in good ways. I'm just saying it so that you don't- Seriously, don't freak if I throw up or something.

[definingfuture]

Just don't throw up on me and we'll be fine.

[Tony grins, not hiding the fact he's enjoying this now. He lets the suit return to its armor form, gearing up with everything but the helmet.]

You can do anything if you have enough skill, right? This'll keep me busy for a while.

[nerdylilspidey]

[The minute the suit starts forming on him, Peter's attention is locked on it. His eyes are wide as he essentially studies how the whole thing comes together and simultaneously admires the genius of the whole thing.

He's so fixated on it, in fact, that he kind of misses what Tony just said.]

...Sorry, what?

[definingfuture]

[He enjoys the moment. It's rare that Tony really feels all that special. After all, he's already a genius. The bar is set pretty high and topping it tends to be a fleeting victory at best. He's good. Everyone knows he's good. It's not that impressive.

So he soaks in the awe a little bit.]

Don't worry about it, Pete. Peter. This isn't quite the same thing, but I did say I'd take you flying.