....former Sith Lord? Fuck, is that where they'd ended up?
He couldn't help it. The sound in Willow's voice told him she wasn't joking, and so he pushed back the shadow a bit, peeking out from the ground and blinking as he looked in the large glass doors into the penthouse.
Inside, Anakin Skywalker turned his head towards the glass and arched a brow.
Peter pushed himself out of the shadow immediately and gave a respectful bow of apology. With a smile that was entirely humble and embarrassed, he waved, and vanished.
Anakin's second brow joined the first as his gaze settled then on the witch. Who now sported red rather than black hair. Before he had time to draw a breath, Peter reappeared, took Willow by the hand, waved again, and teleported away.