[ he nods and hunts through his pockets for this mysterious cell phone — aha! — and he's still listening even if it doesn't entirely look like he is whilst he's scrolling through the apps. okay, so it's not the phone he'd had on him when he'd been ...at home, but it's weirdly similar. oddly similar. what are the odds? not-earth and he's been given (question mark) an oddly earth-like phone. he opens his mouth to comment on the fact and maybe say something about phoning home when peter finishes speaking.

oh.

peter stares at him for one moment, then two, then closes his eyes and sighs. it's a deep sigh, a mixture of exasperation and tiredness.

—okay, cool. except really, totally not. ]

—I'm really glad we've had this conversation and established you're probably from an alternate version of my Earth, because I'm really not a fan of the direction it's about to take.