Pete and Pete
"...right." Peter smiles to himself - he can't very well say that he probably eats as much as, if not more than Steve and Bucky combined, given the compounding effects of his enhanced metabolism and the fact that he's still growing (look, he did the math once, and when he's at his peak energy efficiency, he's a beast).
"You take pictures of Spiderman?" The groupie who wasn't a groupie - yeah, okay, sure. Peter can't help the way his eyebrows rise when Peter mentions the Bugle. The Bugle, really? Poor guy. Peter actively avoids looking at the cover of that rag (well, as much as he can - but he's not exactly known for his self-control). "Yeah that's uh - I mean, you became your own business owner! That's like, cool. Being your own boss."
This Peter is....tired. Haggard, more like. Still trying to turn off the panic alarm in his brain, still trying to recover from the worst day of his life (he didn't think it could get worse than feeling helpless, useless, while his Uncle bled out between his fingers, but turns out, he was wrong).
"Understatement of the year," Peter muttered darkly, eyeing his older counterpart. He gets it, though - he know he must look kinda crazy, cagey, a little bit like a wild animal that's been cornered. Peter makes a conscious effort to straighten out his shoulders, to stop hunching in such a defensive way. If anyone had a prayer of understanding how he was feeling, even Peter had to begrudgingly admit it was probably, well...himself. "It's - just, it's all too crazy. I'm used to weird crap, but this is next level."
And he is - look at all the costumed weirdos that come after him all the time! Weird is Peter's main ballpark. He once lifted a building off his own back, but this has his head bowed. "Why would I ever guess that, dude?"
"Did you - " Peter hesitates; he wants to ask, and he doesn't. He can't not ask. His curiosity is a force of its own (he lasts three full seconds). "Did you - live through what I lived through?"
He can't say it - dead, dead, dead pulses through his brain, and it still makes him feel nauseous - but he supposes if Peter had lived through the same experience, he'd know what he was talking about immediately. If he hadn't, well; clearly he was the luckier of the two of them.