[ He sounds relieved, and he punctuates it with a quick laugh, because sharing a name is so much less awkward than Peter stepping into the middle of some kind of grudge.
Peter opens his mouth to express as much, except something clicks in his head, and he really looks at the kid in front of him. And that nagging sense of familiarity from before? It’s definitely returning in full force and practically screaming at him, blaring like a fire alarm. ]
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[ He sounds relieved, and he punctuates it with a quick laugh, because sharing a name is so much less awkward than Peter stepping into the middle of some kind of grudge.
Peter opens his mouth to express as much, except something clicks in his head, and he really looks at the kid in front of him. And that nagging sense of familiarity from before? It’s definitely returning in full force and practically screaming at him, blaring like a fire alarm. ]
Oh.
[ With a sense of dawning realization. ]
Oh, shit. You’re Tony Stark.
[ yes, quill, we’ve established this. ]