"I get that." Peter said, meeting Dick's eyes after another bite, most of his plate already gone by now. "I mean before I was bitten," He glanced to Barbara and quickly explained, "I was bitten by a radioactive spider, now I'm like super strong and can heal and do flips and all other kinds of things. It's a thing. Uh, I always wanted to help but, you know, even Queens isn't the best place for some scrawny kid to go running around thinking he can save the neighborhood with good intentions and a plucky attitude. I mean, my uncle was killed trying to help people. My aunt spends all of her free time working at a shelter and doing stuff with charities. I always thought that if I was gonna help people it would be like that or with whatever science field I got a job in."
And that didn't mean he wasn't still helping people in that way, there was just more he could do now.
"I never would have imagined being able to help the way I do now. Never thought I'd be an Avenger, you know? Just a nerd from Queens. I don't know what kind of bravery it takes to go out there and fight when all you have is some training and maybe a friend or two at your back. It's kinda amazing though." Peter admitted.