[ from the top of his head to his toes, peter's whole body perks up at that admission, feet taking him nearer to charlie on instinct. never seen snow! pete's seen snow for as long as he can remember. heck, he and may still go to the same park whenever the first snow of the year hits new york, too. and she still manages to land a critical hit on him, even with his spidey powers. ]
[ with a grin. ] I bet it will. [ it should snow, anyway, so charlie can see it. hey, maybe dr. strange can do weather stuff! but would he do weather stuff for peter? he could ask really nicely. the niceliest. the nicest? as nicely as it gets. charlie interrupts his tangent with a suggestion that sparks off another line of thinking entirely. oh. peter arches his brows, eyes brightening. the corners of his mouth twitch, like they're trying not to tug into a smile that'll give him away. ]
By the edge? [ quickly. ] I could, uh, make sure you don't fall.
[ they'd have to hold hands, of course, but that's the price you pay for safety!! ]
( he's never seen snow. he hasn't been on earth all that long and england is not known for the frequency of snow, apparently, though it is known for its weather if the internet is to be trusted. charlie generally thinks the internet is very useful. a good resource. )
I would like to see that.
( and ah — )
Yes. That would be good. ( he might survive the fall. then again, he might not. but he isn't worried about the height. this is an excuse, isn't it? to touch and be close. sit close. hold hands, maybe.
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[ with a grin. ] I bet it will. [ it should snow, anyway, so charlie can see it. hey, maybe dr. strange can do weather stuff! but would he do weather stuff for peter? he could ask really nicely. the niceliest. the nicest? as nicely as it gets. charlie interrupts his tangent with a suggestion that sparks off another line of thinking entirely. oh. peter arches his brows, eyes brightening. the corners of his mouth twitch, like they're trying not to tug into a smile that'll give him away. ]
By the edge? [ quickly. ] I could, uh, make sure you don't fall.
[ they'd have to hold hands, of course, but that's the price you pay for safety!! ]
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I would like to see that.
( and ah — )
Yes. That would be good. ( he might survive the fall. then again, he might not. but he isn't worried about the height. this is an excuse, isn't it? to touch and be close. sit close. hold hands, maybe.
he hopes that it is. )