Peter was just behind him and while he was technically an 'old pro' at these sorts of trips he still looked around the new place with wonder in his eyes. So far it seemed better than the two worlds he'd already visited. It wasn't some dead, empty world that seemed plagued by tornadoes, and it wasn't some post-apocalyptic hellscape with weird mutated people and animals. This one might actually be nice. He hoped it would be nice. If Tony was going to start making these trips with him then he deserved a nice, easy place to start.
"So, we're not in Game of Thrones. Or dinosaur times. Though that would be cool, for just like a minute, right? Does it count as a time machine, do you think? One world I went to felt like the 90's." He avoided making a joke about the 90's being ancient history, he knew reminding Tony how young he was would likely be a bad idea. Both for his nerves, and for him not freaking out over Peter's current relationship.
He took a break from looking around all wide-eyed and curious, only half trying to make sure they weren't about to be attacked, to glance back at Tony. "Still good, Mr. Stark?"