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[ Peter looks... rough. His eyes are blood shot and there's red blotches all over his skin. It looks like he might have fallen into a pit of poison ivy if that were a thing here and he's been itching. He probably shouldn't. ]

So I uh.. I need a roommate. I guess.

It has to be someone close-ish in age with me and it's a weird request but it can't be anywhere near the mint.

...

also I.. probably need to see a doctor. maybe.

...

Or someone similar.

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[hashtagparkerluck]

Tony might have looked down but Peter does the moment he feels the man grab his wrist. He doesn't pull away though and just blinks for a second before frowning slightly at him for interfering.

Peter was about to tell him about how much trouble he'd gotten himself in when he had Ned hack the suit the first time but he stops when Tony asks if he-or the other version of him made the suit and frowns harder.

"Um.. yeah? Did you not make it in your world? I mean it wasn't so much as I let you-or him make me a suit-I would have refused if you'd-he'd asked. That's like waaay too much. It was more you- I mean he- did it without telling me and then gave to me when I got dragged to Germany. The suit I made wasn't nearly as... connected."

[in_extremis]

Not that either of them really needed Tony to answer, he was pretty sure, but he started slowly shaking his head, no, he definitely did not make Spider-Man's suit, and kept shaking it until he seemed to run out of momentum and was left squinting thoughtfully at Peter as he rambled. "He took care of it, on his own," he said when Peter appeared to have run out of breath, then gave a tap to Peter's chest, sure that meant this Spider-Man was more than capable of making himself a perfectly could suit as well.

That did release Peter's hands, so before the kid started itching again Tony did have to double-back, "Enough with this, it's stressing me out," both of his hands out flat like that could be the thing that stopped all of the scratching, then back to his more buoyant affection. "Believe me, I've tried, too, I've got one ready to go back in the garage the second he says the word, but he's--He's right, he's got it under control. Don't tell me Germany doesn't exist anymore, either."

[hashtagparkerluck]

"What? Of course Germany still exists. I mean the Leipzig-Halle Airport I think is still closed for repairs but the country itself is still there." Peter assures. It's a little weird to think that Tony Stark would ever just leave him to his own devices and let him handle his own suit. Maybe it was because Mr Stark only saw Peter as a kid? Which, it was nice to be treated like a normal kid sometimes but he also hated being treated like a kid.

"I guess the other you doesn't trust me as much." Peter offered with a small shrug, fighting the urge to start scratching again. "I mean I was fourteen when we met-uh.. the other Mr-well you know."

[in_extremis]

"You just said that other country was wiped out, I'm not gonna assume Germany survived you visiting," Tony was muttering while Peter was still explaining, and seemed to decide the best way to search for the cream he had put down was to drop himself back onto the bed, legs outstretched and propped on his hands.

"That's funny, I was just thinking the other you doesn't trust me," he observed, wrinkling his nose with an awkward laugh. "Fourteen, jesus--I'm not actually sure how old you were--You were just Spider-Man, for years, I didn't know you without the mask, I had no idea how old you were. Now, I mean, listen, he's got it more together than I do, he's got the gal and the company and he's changing the world, doesn't even have a secret kid or gambling addiction or anything. Impossible to be around." That was supposed to be reassuring, that there must have been a similar future in store for Peter, but the smile Tony managed was brief and apologetic.