He really did think the croissants were good and was basically covered in a snowfall of crumbs that he brushed off quickly into the kitchen sink behind him. Peter needed to learn to grow up if he was going to live alone, though; no more junk food and messiness everywhere around the apartment.
“I already got banned from three of those after I first got bitten,” Peter explained, watching the hologram with interest. “My aunt put it down to growth spurts even though I wasn’t actually growing. The high metabolic rate is super handy cos I can eat all the bad food I want and not gain a single pound. We’re every person’s dream.”
He chuckled as Lyla went super literal and crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah, Miguel, don’t you know that magic isn’t a real thing? This is just science, definitely not magic. How can you be so dumb, Miguel…” he said, trying not to laugh. “I’m guessing that the more reference points you have, the more accurate the rendering is?”