That is weird. And just because facts are facts he shyly turns away and glances at something off in the distance. "..I'm... actually fifteen. I-I won't be sixteen until.. August." He admits and then collapses back on the sand.

...

He didn't just say he could have blown up the city... did he? Of course that's what he said because Peter's life isn't weird enough.

"Well... you didn't so... uh.. thank goodness for small victories?"