Yeah he was definitely getting carried away, inside his mind he could see it - the way Tony paused in his work and just looked at him. And even knowing that he couldn't stop himself until he'd managed to run it out. This was Peter Parker at the end of it so you know maybe that was just how it had to be.
"Right?! So pretentious." Peter couldn't help but be grateful for Tony's agreement on Spider-Copters. And then Tony was agreeing with him on the laundry concept too, because thank god, Peter didn't want to seem like he was you know, totally helpless, but banging his clothes on a rock in the river wasn't exactly his idea of things getting clean, and you know he just didn't want to - he could make things, Tony could make things, surely this was something they could create.
He was definitely not going to comment on whether or not Captain America's abs were good enough for the washing of clothes, that was way above his pay grade. Thankfully Tony moved on and he didn't have to pretend like he had an opinion about that. "Yes, great, great, this is great." It had been a while since he'd done something like this, well excluding the Spider-Gang outing, but that had been more built on need than this was. Sure they had a need here, and they were all kind of hoping to go home but they didn't have to get together and try and come up with these kinds of solutions, it was more of a just because kind of thing. He'd let himself withdraw from the larger superhero scene back home, kept to himself, nursed old wounds and the new ones, so finding spaces like this, even if they weren't quite in his home world it was something, maybe practice for the real deal. He'd have to go talk to Tony if he ever made it home.
"So that little Peter," He started, and then paused for a moment, "He's yours right? Like not just a version of the one you knew?"