Peter laughed, "I don't recommend it, for the record." He assured Steve, "Hazard of the job maybe, but like don't people need licenses for drones in the city these days? I'm nearly positive they do." He said shaking his head letting himself go for a little bit as they got to the kitchen. "I mean I know I swing around the city, but come on, I'm man sized right?" He held out both his arms as if to demonstrate said fact.
But things were what they were, and the drone had happened just like this thing with Steve was happening so they just has to make the best of it. So while Steve gathered up what he needed for breakfast, Peter pulled himself up on to a counter so he could stay out of the way but still near enough that they weren't tugging on each other as Steve moved around.
"Oh yes, coffee is always necessary." He nodded. "And like... I mean I put on a good front about being useless in the kitchen, but I can try and help if you need it." He added, because he didn't want Steve to feel like he had to spend whatever time they were stuck together like this feeling like he had to take care of Peter the whole time.