Nate gave a shrug at the offer of a new hoodie. The one he had was just fine, but if Peter wanted to throw him a spare then why not? Free stuff wasn't to be sniffed at.
"Then why the fuck do you carry on if you don't even remember why you hate each other? Crusty old dead fucks have been writing about how stupid shit like this is for like, hundreds of years! Why don't you just call a fucking truce?" Seriously, how could you have beef with someone when you didn't even remember what it was?