"Who're we punching?" Dick asked as he came back. He'd heard it all, of course, but it was more fun to play innocent as he flopped down next to Peter.
"Not me, please. My ribs are working on setting a new unbroken record."
Home. Her and Him and all of them and- It was perfect. He just wanted to hold her hand and bury his face in Peter's hair and bask in this for a little while.