Peter Parker (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} idontfeelsogood) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
"Uh, maybe, I mean, we lost, didn't we?" Peter asked, pulling back a little just so he could look up at Tony. He would stay close, he had to. Mr. Stark had already lost him once and he felt so relieved to see a familiar face. If anyone could get them home it would be Mr. Stark, Peter had complete faith in him and his likely ability to build dimensional gates with little more than a pair of pliers and an old alarm clock. "I think I was dead for a little bit there, Mr. Stark. Yeah. That was- That was not my finest moment I guess."
That was a bit of an understatement. He was sure everybody that had been on Titan felt the same way, save maybe Strange, but he seemed to have that weird 'all knowing and wise' thing going on.
"I- Are you okay, Mr. Stark? I've not seen anybody else here I know. I, uh, I thought this was some kind of afterlife at first, 'cause, you know, the maybe dead thing. But then I thought there should be more people here, like lots more people. So you're not uh, you know? I mean, of course you're not, you're like gonna live forever or whatever." Peter hoped. He hoped for it with every part of his being. "How did you end up here?"