A small frown formed along Peter's face at Tony's Reply. The sheer lack of any enthusiasm or encouragement from his superior could be discouraging at times. But, perhaps this was just to be expected. They were living in an apocalypse after all. It was pretty hard to get excited about anything anymore. Not when they expected to be stuck here for awhile. A long while. Maybe even the rest of their lives. Maybe excepting anything more than a nod was asking too much. Funny. Peter had always half expected it be more Doctor Doomish at the end of the world. Who knew an apocalypse could be so bland?
Tony's question yielded about the same sort of monotone reaction from Peter. "Huh? Uhhh- I think it's autumn. So, kind of getting chilly. Does that help?" He answered while scratching the side of his shoulder. He turned then and reached for a glass of water while he pondered the bio mechanics of flesh eaters. "How's Hank doin?"