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stickyboi (stickyboi) wrote in snapthread,

"Osborn like - the company?" The goggles on Peter's mask whirr as they adjust in the waxing light; hell, he's lucky they even still work. He recognizes Oscorp, though, and how could he not? Then again, if this person - Harry - knows him, he probably knows all about his field trip gone awry. "Wait, wait, I know - I mean, I know Oscorp. I know your dad. Well not - I mean, I haven't met him, or anything, but - yeah he's on like, TV."

How does he not know Harry, though? If their orbits are supposed to cross? He's not sure if he knows whether or not the Norman Osborn in his universe has a kid. Maybe he doesn't? But it's also possible Peter just wasn't paying attention when he skimmed the Wikipedia page before the trip (there's a lot of things about that field trip that are kind of fuzzy, and others that are clear as crystal).

Harry wanders a little further away, and Peter frowns beneath the mask - he looks uncomfortable. Damn, he didn't mean to freak him out like that. "I was - uh - it's not like - "

Peter laughs a little at himself before reaching up and pulling off the mask, letting his curls bounce free. It makes his skin crawl, a little, to leave his face exposed, but that's less to do with Harry and more just practiced behavior - it's just the default to hide his identity, at this point. He's not sure why he says it - maybe it's because Harry is starting to shrink away from him where before he was reaching out for him, and Peter feels irrationally bad about taking that hope away from him, maybe it's because he just has no filter - but he says: "I have some trouble sleeping, uh, here. It's too...quiet."

"And I was on the roof anyway. Napping on the roof." Peter shrugs a little. "So if you want some company - sorry, is this weird? Am I making this weird? Do you want to be alone? I just mean - like - um." Seems like they're both ramblers. Makes sense, if they're friends.

"Your glider?" Harry's given Peter permission to be openly curious, now, and he tilts his head a little as he studies what he can see of it. "Did you make that?"