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{My lips remained pursed as I attentively listened to Peter’s vague explanation of what took place between Captain America and Tony. To be honest though, most of it still managed to just confuse me more than I already was before. Maybe that’s for the best though. I mean, I liked Peter knowing he could include me in this world of crime-fighting, but I think the less I know about certain aspects of that, the better} Well, if you’re right about the two of them not really getting along, maybe it’s best that Captain America decided to leave the Avengers, so he could grow old. {Words I never expected to be saying. Then again, since learning about Peter being Spider-Man, there was a lot I found myself saying that I never would have even thought of before. The types of things that people would try to have me committed over, should they overhear me. Then again, maybe not. I mean, we were definitely living in weird times. Case and point by the fact that we’ve had more than one /alien/ attack over the last several years, Yes, aliens. Go figure. What’s next? The Boogie Man?} That was mean. You’re right. Don’t put thoughts like that out there. Even if you don’t like someone, just wish them the best, space yourself from them as much as you can, and leave it at that. It’s better for your karma. {I gave a nod though when he expressed that he couldn’t wait to get back out there. Oh yeah, like I didn’t know that. He’s practically chomping at the bit to get back out there} You will be back out there again before you know it. Your leg is almost healed up, so I’d guess in maybe a few more days, a week at most, you’ll be as good as new again. In the meantime, maybe Tony can give you a preview of what he has in mind for your next suit? Even if it’s only in picture form for you to see. You know, give you something to look forward to once you’re out there fighting again.

Peter nodded, agreeing that it was for the best. “ Yeah. He’s not a bad guy now, I don’t think… Doesn’t matter.” He shifted again on the couch and fixed his posture, staring comfortably at the previews on the television. “I think you’re always technically an Avenger, though. Isn’t that how the saying goes?” Once a *blank* always a *blank*.

He frowned and lowered his head slightly when he was being scolded. He whispered ‘sorry’ and nodded as she made her points. “I don’t think karma really counts here, though. Aren’t we all going to get old and…you know…pass on someday?” He turned to look at his aunt with curiosity.

His expression immediately changed when she mentioned how soon he would get back to normal, or as normal as possible. He perked up with a cheeky grin, already imagining all of the fun stuff he was going to do when he was completely healed. Well, not exactly fun per say, but he enjoyed bringing people to justice. “Good idea! He’s probably working on it right now. I don’t think he’s busy building another one for himself because he has…” He trailed off, afraid to say a number. The only thing he knew for sure was that he had a lot. “Anyway, I’ll call him after the movie’s over. He says he has a thing for things playing in the background while he’s trying to speak. He likes to be the center of attention at all times.”

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{My lips pursed in thought; all the while my shoulders rolling into a shrug. Sure, I liked to pride myself on always having the answers that Peter needed, but it was safe to say that pretty much any question he had pertaining to the Avengers, I wouldn’t know the answer to that} I really don’t know. That sounds right though... I mean, I suppose if you were once an Avenger, you would remain an Avenger, no matter what circumstances may bring your way. {I started to say in consideration of his question, before my lips parted once more to add a different sort of perspective to the topic} You know, unless you went bad, I guess. Like, if you’re not for the Avengers, and fighting /with them/ then you wouldn’t technically be one anymore, right? {More or less just thinking aloud with that response; leading me to think maybe I should have just stuck with my initial answer of, “I really don’t know,” since let’s be honest here, I didn’t}

{Even so, as the conversation shifted to karma, and my brief scolding of Peter’s unkind comment, I just expelled a quiet breath} Yes, death and growing old are a natural part of life. I just mean don’t wish it to come earlier than it’s meant to for people. That’s not nice. If it was Captain America’s time to grow old, than so be it. Just wish him all the best, and then go on with your own life. {I thoughtfully advised as I joined him on the sofa, so we could watch the movie together. Carefully lifting his pillows holding his injured leg from the sofa, so I had a bit more room on the couch, before ultimately bringing the pillows and his injured leg to a rest across my lap. My one hand gently coming to a rest on top of his injured leg, while I passed him the bowl of popcorn, so he could delve into it} Good idea.... Call Tony after the movie to ask him about your suit. You can mention our idea about having him over for dinner sometime this week too, if you want. {I suggested as I briefly glanced over at Peter, and then ultimately back toward the television screen as our movie had since begun} Are you comfortable enough? Need extra pillows.... a blanket, maybe.... Anything at all? {I asked. Not trying to hover, but after I nearly lost him following the last Avenger’s battle, my overprotective side was currently in active mode, you could say}

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{My brows furrowed in confusion as I listened to Peter give me the brief rundown about Captain America turning old. At Peter’s mention of Cap taking a stop after he returned the stones back to their rightful place, my lips pursed tightly in thought while my nose crinkled in confusion} So wait…. Let me get this straight…. I thought the point in Captain America returning the stones to their rightful place and time was to avoid any kind of change in history? If he was just going to screw up the timeline by taking a stop off at whatever year and time he wanted to, which ended up making him grow old, then what was the point in being so careful with the whole time travel thing to begin with? I mean, I am, by no means, an expert on time travel, cause let’s be honest, I thought all of that was just nonsensical bullshit they put in cheesy movies for entertainment purposes, but that whole Captain America thing seems like it contradicted all of the “rules” or whatever of time travel… Doesn’t it? {It didn’t make sense to me. Then again, I think if it did, that might actually disturb me a bit. I mean, time travel? Really? I thought that was the sort of thing that you only saw happening in cheesy movies. Who knew that was even a possibility. I thought in silent consideration as I joined Peter in the living room. Waiting to place the freshly fluffed pillows under his injured leg before I took a seat on the far end of the sofa. Only, no sooner getting us both situated on the sofa when Peter was back up on his feet once more; the pillows falling to the floor as a result. My head shook slightly in amusement as I leaned forward to grab the pillows, then turned to flash him a questioning look} Okay, tough guy. If you need me to lend you a hand, just say the word. {The maternal instinct in me would be just to return to my feet, and help him first to pick up the DVD cases before ensuring he made it back to the couch in one, unscathed piece. I knew Peter was trying so hard currently to prove that he could do these little things on his own though, so the last thing I wanted to do was to burst his bubble} Anyway, what did Tony have to say about Captain America’s decision to quit the Avengers to grow old? {Figuring Tony would probably have a lot to say about all of that. Especially since the Avengers had already been down a few members, and my understanding was that Captain America was an important member of the team. No wonder Peter was practically chomping at the bit to get back into avenging mode…. or whatever they are calling it}

Peter fell onto the couch with an exaggerated sigh.

“Yeah, but I don’t think he listened very well. He stopped for vacation with a girl or something. I didn’t get the full story yet, but I will.” He paused, squirming until he got into a more comfortable position. “Mr. Stark says to just ignore him most times. I still don’t think they like each other very much, but it won’t really matter because he’ll probably bite the dust soon anyway.”

His eyes grew wide, unable to make eye contact with his aunt. “That was mean, I’m sorry.”

He grabbed the remote and pressed play, groaning when it wouldn’t let him skip through the previews. He laid the remote next to him and shifted once again, searching hard for that position that made him feel all relaxed while he watched one of the greatest movies of all time.

“I can’t wait to get back out there.” He leaned his head back against the back of the couch and stared up at the ceiling like he was in a daze. “It’s gonna feel so good. I dread breaking in a new suit, though. Those things are pretty rough in all the wrong places.”

He shifted again, turning so that he could better face May. “I wish you could’ve smelled the one I wore in space. It smelled like a new car. It’s kind of like what I’d imagine a Transformer would smell like, you know?”

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{I didn’t think much of it when Peter suggested Tony just buying food for us when he joins us for dinner, instead of me cooking something for all of us. The way I figured, Peter was just trying to make the dinner easy and carefree for me. The less I had to do the better. Peter always looked out for me that way} Okay, that’s fine if that’s what you and Tony decide you want to do. I can always give that recipe a try on a another night. {It warmed my heart though to hear how excited Peter was over the thought of Tony potentially joining us for dinner. Admittedly, I didn’t particularly like how much Peter seemed to idolize Tony when they first met. Peter was always distracted by what I was lead to believe was an internship for Tony, at that point in time. Peter was in his head and out of focus all the time. He was so driven on making Tony proud that it seemed like Peter was losing sight of what it meant to just be a teenager. Of course knowing now what I didn’t know then, I wanted Peter to get as far away from that internship as possible. Tony Stark right along with that, because I wasn’t at all a fan of how much pressure he seemed to be putting on Peter over some internship. Now that I’m in the know about the Avengers and the fact that Peter is Spider-Man, it all makes so much more sense now. Grant it, it still doesn’t set all that well with me that Peter almost ended up lost in space forever, after he heroically joined Tony Stark in that fight, but what matters is that Peter made it back alive and well. Then the blip happened…. Other stuff too, and let’s just say I have a whole new appreciation for Tony Stark. He saved Peter and as long as Tony continued looking out for what was best for Peter, I could certainly find it in me to warm up to him too…. Or at the very least, tolerate Tony coming around here from time to time, because I knew how much it meant to Peter} When he calls you tonight, you can mention the invite to join us for dinner, if you want. Any night is fine with me, so you just square all that away with Tony. {I said, before my lips pursed slightly as I considered what Peter was telling me about Cap getting old and the Avengers needing Peter back} I know you want to help. I totally get you itching to get back into all of that. I have a feeling Tony is going to tell you the same thing I am though…. Until your leg is healed up, I doubt he’ll let you suit up. You know, unless it’s to go trick-or-treating or something costume related. {I gently teased with that last statement, before flashing him a playful smile for added playfulness} If Tony thinks you’re ready, then I will rethink my position on it…. okay? {I thought that was a fair compromise. Mind you, this wasn’t me agreeing to let him suit up again before he’s healed up, but I wasn’t completely saying no either, so that was something, at least} Wait… Cap is an old man now? How did that happen? I thought he didn’t age. {I wondered aloud as I finished up what I needed to in the kitchen. Knowing we’d be heading into the living room for the duration of the evening on Peter’s cue} As far as the movie goes, “Aliens” is fine with me. {Was that one of my favorite movies? No, not so much. I knew Peter loved it though, and since I did tell him he would get to choose the movie, I was already bracing myself for either “Aliens,” or one of the “Star Wars” movies. Again, not favorites of mine, but I’d do anything for Peter. I silently justified as I shut off the kitchen light then watched Peter taking it easy toward the living room area. Trying to give him some space, so he didn’t feel like I was hovering, but at the same point intentionally remaining close enough that I could help him should he need it} You’re getting around better. You’ll be webbing it up through the streets of New York again before you know it. {I added encouragingly as he eventually made it to the sofa. I waited until he got himself situated before I lifted the pillows up gesturingly in the air near his legs. My way of letting him know that he needed to lift his injured leg up, so I could elevate it on the pillows while we watch the movie} Do you want some ice for your leg? I can make some popcorn too, while I’m in the kitchen, if you want?

Peter got excited thinking about a phone call with Tony. He hadn’t talked to him since the day before, which felt like an eternity to people who text every five minutes - literally. Peter was used to telling him about his day all day long, so with him sitting at home and not doing anything, he knew Tony was getting bored of Peter not having anything to tell him.

When May brought up Halloween, Peter knitted his brows together impossibly tight as he continued toward the living room with a huff. He still got offended very easily when people made jokes like that, but since it was May, so he’d let it slide. He wouldn’t do anything even if it wasn’t May, but he wouldn’t give her the same intimidating glare that he gave bad guys.

He plopped down on the couch with an exaggerated grunt. He smiled softly as he shifted into a comfortable position. He got pretty excited when it came to watching old movies, especially since he knew everything that was going to happen because he watched it hundreds of times. He knew he wasn’t the best to watch movies with, though, because he would always spoiled everything seconds before the actual scene. Oops.

He fluffed a pillow behind his back as he called out to May, explaining the whole Cap situation the best he could.

“Yeah, but when he went to take the stones back to their places, he stopped somewhere along the way and… got old, I dunno.”

Peter paused, running a hand through his hair as he waited for May to join him before starting the movie.

“I don’t even think he can hold his shield anymore. His fingers are all wrinkly and stuff.”

His last statement was said casually as he reached for the remote. He knew he should wait for May to get settled, but Peter wasn’t very patient. He began flipping through the channels as she fluffed some pillows. He smiled up at her when she assured him that he would be swinging in no time, and May was always right, so that got him even more excited.

He rested his leg on the fluffy pillows and shook his head.

“I’m okay, but thanks.”

He continued to smile up at her but groaned when he realized that he forgot to put the DVD in. He couldn’t just ask her to do it when he was perfectly capable, so in ruining May’s hard work and knocking the pillows off in the process, he pushed himself up off of the couch. He could tell his strength was coming back because he pushed off so hard that his body lunged forward. He was quick to do a few hops and steady himself, though.

“I’m okay, I’m okay. I got this.”

The tip of his tongue could be seen poking out from between his lips as he made his way toward the DVD player. He managed to find the correct DVD case, but also dropped several others in the process.

“Crap!”

He bent over to pick them all up, and he had to say, he was impressed with his ability to balance. He stood up, DVDs in hand, with a cheeky grin as he looked at May. He then returned his focus to the DVD player and popped the disc in before placing the case to the side and turning to make his way back toward the couch.

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{My brows furrowed in confusion as I listened to Peter give me the brief rundown about Captain America turning old. At Peter’s mention of Cap taking a stop after he returned the stones back to their rightful place, my lips pursed tightly in thought while my nose crinkled in confusion} So wait.... Let me get this straight.... I thought the point in Captain America returning the stones to their rightful place and time was to avoid any kind of change in history? If he was just going to screw up the timeline by taking a stop off at whatever year and time he wanted to, which ended up making him grow old, then what was the point in being so careful with the whole time travel thing to begin with? I mean, I am, by no means, an expert on time travel, cause let’s be honest, I thought all of that was just nonsensical bullshit they put in cheesy movies for entertainment purposes, but that whole Captain America thing seems like it contradicted all of the “rules” or whatever of time travel... Doesn’t it? {It didn’t make sense to me. Then again, I think if it did, that might actually disturb me a bit. I mean, time travel? Really? I thought that was the sort of thing that you only saw happening in cheesy movies. Who knew that was even a possibility. I thought in silent consideration as I joined Peter in the living room. Waiting to place the freshly fluffed pillows under his injured leg before I took a seat on the far end of the sofa. Only, no sooner getting us both situated on the sofa when Peter was back up on his feet once more; the pillows falling to the floor as a result. My head shook slightly in amusement as I leaned forward to grab the pillows, then turned to flash him a questioning look} Okay, tough guy. If you need me to lend you a hand, just say the word. {The maternal instinct in me would be just to return to my feet, and help him first to pick up the DVD cases before ensuring he made it back to the couch in one, unscathed piece. I knew Peter was trying so hard currently to prove that he could do these little things on his own though, so the last thing I wanted to do was to burst his bubble} Anyway, what did Tony have to say about Captain America’s decision to quit the Avengers to grow old? {Figuring Tony would probably have a lot to say about all of that. Especially since the Avengers had already been down a few members, and my understanding was that Captain America was an important member of the team. No wonder Peter was practically chomping at the bit to get back into avenging mode.... or whatever they are calling it}

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{My lips pursed slightly in thought and I eventually nodded in consideration as Peter remarked that maybe Tony talks so much about himself to avoid talking about other things. Things that made Tony uncomfortable to talk about is what I assumed Peter was referring to. That made sense. I mean, they say people are a certain way often times in order to hide who they really are from others. Like a facade or a mask, type of thing. I didn’t know much about Tony Stark, but I did gather that he had some issues with his dad, simply by some remarks he’s made in the past. He also gave off that impression a bit when he first showed up at our apartment to recruit Peter for, what I was lead to believe at the time to be an internship through Stark Industries, but what I now knew was simply a cover for the Avengers missions. In time though, Tony had really warmed up to Peter and vice versa. What may have begun as simply a “work-related / business only” sort of venture had seemingly blossomed into a mutual friendship and a father/son type of bond between the two. Tony meant a great deal to Peter, and I was grateful that Peter had a strong male figure in his life. Grant it, that didn’t mean that Tony Stark was someone that I personally thought all that highly of, but at the same point, I knew Peter was a great judge of one’s character, so if he thought as highly as he did of Tony, then the least I could do was give Tony the chance to prove there’s more to him than the arrogant, self-absorbed guy that I had previously encountered} That makes sense…. I’m sure there’s a lot about his life that he wouldn’t want to talk about. That goes for all of us though. We all have areas in our lives we tend to keep pretty close to the belt, so I can certainly understand that if that’s the case for Tony too. {I admitted, but my brows furrowed a bit in surprise when Peter suggested I cook if and when Tony agrees to join us for dinner. Okay, now that’s a first. Peter rarely ever suggests that I cook, since I tend to burn just about every meal I’ve ever attempted. This is what happens when you have a faulty oven} Really? Tony likes my cooking? {My lips pursed slightly; all the while my head nodding agreeably once more} Then sure, I can cook. There’s a turkey meatloaf recipe that I’ve been wanting to try. Oh, or maybe my lasagna…. I haven’t made that in a long time. Kinda overdue to make, don’t you think? {I added in casual suggestion. Not necessarily expecting a response as much as I was merely thinking aloud at this point} We’ll figure it out. When Tony calls you later to check in, you can ask him if dinner here with us is something that would interest him. {I offered up through a casual shrug, before nodding once more} And yes, that is very nice of him. I appreciate the fact that he looks out for you. As far as you going right back out there to help the Avengers, something tells me Tony and I would be in agreement that you’re going to stay benched, so to speak, until your leg is better. Take tonight for example…. You’re getting better. There’s no denying that, but you weren’t able to put much weight on your leg before it started to give out on you. What if that happens out there while some deranged alien or psycho with wings is attacking you? {I started to say, but smiled when I felt Peter wrap his arms around me; prompting me to first dry my hands off with the towel, and then lower my hands onto each one of his arms and lean back slightly into his warm embrace} I’m not trying to ruin your life…. I promise, but you’re everything to me, Peter, and until I know you can hold your own while kicking some ass out there, I’d prefer knowing you’re here safe and sound. {I assured him with a lingering smile, before adding} And, Peter…. I love you too. {It touched my heart to know that, even though he was a teenager now, he still hadn’t hit the age yet where he was “too cool” to cuddle up with me and tell me that he loves me. I hoped he never got too old for that} Now, what do you say we curl up on the couch and watch a movie together? Any movie of your choice….. Oh, we could always play a game too, if you want? You know I’m awful at video games, but you know for you I’d do that too, if that’s what you were in the mood to do. {I smiled as I brought my hands to a rest on each of his hands while they remained wrapped around my waist; giving his hands a gentle squeeze}

There were plenty of things about Peter that screamed ‘teenager’, but being embarrassed about the love he had for his aunt was not one of them. He couldn’t be sure of much with the way things were going, but one thing he knew for certain was that hugging his aunt made him feel safer than any suit ever would.

Peter lifted his head when she mentioned the recipe that she had been wanting to try, and because they weren’t facing each other, he could twist his face up in utter disgust.

“H-He will probably just buy food. He has a lot of money.”

He made that comment like it was something shocking to the world, when in reality, Peter has caught him throwing money into his fireplace to keep it going. it was really cool to watch, but it made him almost feel like a bad guy because he knew that Tony was probably not supposed to do that.

Peter got excited when May confirmed that Tony can come over, and he did a little hop on his good leg.

“Yay! I mean… cool.”

His smile grew a little wider than normal. He loved his aunt, obviously, and he was very fond of his mentor. If it wasn’t for him, they never would have made it back in the first place, so he still had a lot to repay him for. Those two being in one place was pretty much all that Peter could ask for.

“He’s only ever seen the old apartment, so we can give him a tour of this one. I really wanna show him the iron suit. It looks so cool just sitting there, all burnt from space and stuff. Er, we won’t talk about that right now.”

There he goes, just rambling on, but he was slowly getting back to himself and showing his excitement for the things he once did. Even though May didn’t understand all of it, she always seemed to listen to everything he said, which meant a lot to him.

His excitement was short-lived and his face seemed to drop when May told him that it would be a while before he could be back with the team. He furrowed his brows, resembling a small child that was ready to throw a tantrum, but instead of opening his mouth, he just listened.

“Yeah, but-”

Okay, that didn’t last long. He always had to get a word in, or tried to. He didn’t interrupt anymore and waited until she was finished.

“Mr. Stark makes suits for that, though! I wouldn’t even have to use my leg. I’m sure he has something that I can just, you know, hop around in. Besides, I can’t afford to take off now. Cap is really old and useless.”

Peter wasn’t sure how he got all aged and wrinkly, but Tony sent him a picture with Steve and told Peter that they should try to fight him now. They could definitely win, but was it mean to steal an old man’s shield? He would have to figure out the laws on that before agreeing to anything.

He sighed, feeling his body become less tense.

“I know, I know. I just really want to help is all.”

His smile grew as she listed off the things that they could do, and Peter was up for every single one of them. He did know that if they watched television, he had to make sure he got to the remote before her because she liked to watch stuff that was a little too… girly for him. Well, maybe he shouldn’t say that, because he liked a lot of the stuff that people wouldn’t expect him to. The problem is, he always turned red when someone held hands and kissed on the screen, so he didn’t want to embarrass himself and have to explain how he thought about doing that with a girl at school before.

He shook that thought from his head and squeezed May extra tight, but he was careful not to hurt her.

“Movie sounds good! What about that really old movie, Aliens? Oh! I was telling people about it in space and Mr. Stark actually took some advice from it and used it to get the bad guy.”

Peter smiled proudly as he slowly retracted his arms from around May’s waist. He turned to lead the way toward the living room, making sure not to put too much pressure on his foot, but he wanted to look impressive and walk the whole way.

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{I didn’t think much of it when Peter suggested Tony just buying food for us when he joins us for dinner, instead of me cooking something for all of us. The way I figured, Peter was just trying to make the dinner easy and carefree for me. The less I had to do the better. Peter always looked out for me that way} Okay, that’s fine if that’s what you and Tony decide you want to do. I can always give that recipe a try on a another night. {It warmed my heart though to hear how excited Peter was over the thought of Tony potentially joining us for dinner. Admittedly, I didn’t particularly like how much Peter seemed to idolize Tony when they first met. Peter was always distracted by what I was lead to believe was an internship for Tony, at that point in time. Peter was in his head and out of focus all the time. He was so driven on making Tony proud that it seemed like Peter was losing sight of what it meant to just be a teenager. Of course knowing now what I didn’t know then, I wanted Peter to get as far away from that internship as possible. Tony Stark right along with that, because I wasn’t at all a fan of how much pressure he seemed to be putting on Peter over some internship. Now that I’m in the know about the Avengers and the fact that Peter is Spider-Man, it all makes so much more sense now. Grant it, it still doesn’t set all that well with me that Peter almost ended up lost in space forever, after he heroically joined Tony Stark in that fight, but what matters is that Peter made it back alive and well. Then the blip happened.... Other stuff too, and let’s just say I have a whole new appreciation for Tony Stark. He saved Peter and as long as Tony continued looking out for what was best for Peter, I could certainly find it in me to warm up to him too.... Or at the very least, tolerate Tony coming around here from time to time, because I knew how much it meant to Peter} When he calls you tonight, you can mention the invite to join us for dinner, if you want. Any night is fine with me, so you just square all that away with Tony. {I said, before my lips pursed slightly as I considered what Peter was telling me about Cap getting old and the Avengers needing Peter back} I know you want to help. I totally get you itching to get back into all of that. I have a feeling Tony is going to tell you the same thing I am though.... Until your leg is healed up, I doubt he’ll let you suit up. You know, unless it’s to go trick-or-treating or something costume related. {I gently teased with that last statement, before flashing him a playful smile for added playfulness} If Tony thinks you’re ready, then I will rethink my position on it.... okay? {I thought that was a fair compromise. Mind you, this wasn’t me agreeing to let him suit up again before he’s healed up, but I wasn’t completely saying no either, so that was something, at least} Wait... Cap is an old man now? How did that happen? I thought he didn’t age. {I wondered aloud as I finished up what I needed to in the kitchen. Knowing we’d be heading into the living room for the duration of the evening on Peter’s cue} As far as the movie goes, “Aliens” is fine with me. {Was that one of my favorite movies? No, not so much. I knew Peter loved it though, and since I did tell him he would get to choose the movie, I was already bracing myself for either “Aliens,” or one of the “Star Wars” movies. Again, not favorites of mine, but I’d do anything for Peter. I silently justified as I shut off the kitchen light then watched Peter taking it easy toward the living room area. Trying to give him some space, so he didn’t feel like I was hovering, but at the same point intentionally remaining close enough that I could help him should he need it} You’re getting around better. You’ll be webbing it up through the streets of New York again before you know it. {I added encouragingly as he eventually made it to the sofa. I waited until he got himself situated before I lifted the pillows up gesturingly in the air near his legs. My way of letting him know that he needed to lift his injured leg up, so I could elevate it on the pillows while we watch the movie} Do you want some ice for your leg? I can make some popcorn too, while I’m in the kitchen, if you want?