"Following you?" He scrunches up his face like it's a ridiculous accusation, taking a half step towards her out of habit more than anything. He won't remember moving later. "No. Well..."

It sounds unconvincing to even his ears, and he laughs only to immediately regret it, closing his helmet for a few moments at least so he can catch his breath again.

"They're rebuilding." he says, effectively changing the subject. She doesn't know him well enough yet to know he'll circle back. "It'll be more amazing than it was before. Do you remember?"

Peter hits the button again, his eyes wide and wet when they're revealed. She can never remember what happened, and it hurts, but just seeing her again overrides all that. He really needs to not cry right now, as impossible a task as it seems now to hold it together in front of the one person he trusts to see him fall apart.

"This is where we first met. Do you wanna hear about it?"