[ it's been long enough that sam wasn't the only one starting to worry. peter was worried just the same about the amount of time that had passed between his own check in.
but it had been circular arguments, one over the other. he wants to give sam space. there'd been a lot of people checking in (and yes, he had been amongst that number) but his anxieties hadn't let him linger. and sure, maybe the whole nightmare situation and the power necessary to stop it had left him haggard and exhausted and no, maybe he hadn't been eating as well as he should, hovering around every person that he has convinced himself he needed to keep track of, but are any other them?
that may be as lousy an excuse as anything else, but if asked, it's what he's going with. it's been busy. tony needed help with his tinkering, and peter wanted to keep doing something. anything, other than focusing on the fact that he was operating on so little information all the time. that he was so static, even surrounded by all these second chances. ]
I'm okay! [ peter rushes to say, smile genuine across his face. relieved, as he gives sam a once-over, checking in again on how he's doing, how he's moving around. ] I'm sorry I haven't come by earlier. I guess things have been — well, you know.
How are you though, Sam? Are you — I mean, I'm glad you're moving around! But should you be? [ peter's brows pinch, a near frown, as he steps in to hover conversationally closer. ]
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but it had been circular arguments, one over the other. he wants to give sam space. there'd been a lot of people checking in (and yes, he had been amongst that number) but his anxieties hadn't let him linger. and sure, maybe the whole nightmare situation and the power necessary to stop it had left him haggard and exhausted and no, maybe he hadn't been eating as well as he should, hovering around every person that he has convinced himself he needed to keep track of, but are any other them?
that may be as lousy an excuse as anything else, but if asked, it's what he's going with. it's been busy. tony needed help with his tinkering, and peter wanted to keep doing something. anything, other than focusing on the fact that he was operating on so little information all the time. that he was so static, even surrounded by all these second chances. ]
I'm okay! [ peter rushes to say, smile genuine across his face. relieved, as he gives sam a once-over, checking in again on how he's doing, how he's moving around. ] I'm sorry I haven't come by earlier. I guess things have been — well, you know.
How are you though, Sam? Are you — I mean, I'm glad you're moving around! But should you be? [ peter's brows pinch, a near frown, as he steps in to hover conversationally closer. ]