LEGENDARY OUTLAW

he's immediately thankful for the pivot in conversation topics, even if this new one isn't one he's necessarily eager to speak about either. "no, but word travels fast. not to mention that absolute shitshow in times square. what the hell is going on, dude–"

quill softens, tries to force a smile, but it's too late. the moment has died. the humor's been sucked right out of the air. the grieving process, however strange and painful, is an ongoing one; and it's evident his journey is far from over when the mere mention of thor and jane's happy relationship leaves him with a sour pit in his stomach. "that's – that's great."

"you know, it's not exactly the greatest of compliments when paired with weak," he grimaces, shaking his head.

peter can't help but laugh. his vague knowledge of thor's background didn't originally include much information on the allfather, but from what he's heard– "so, odin's a dick, huh."

"no, you're right. i've spent more of my life in space than i have on earth, i'm sure i've seen more people with wings than i remember. also, that seems like, you know, a consent issue –" quill blinked, a bit bewildered that most people would have the gall to behave like that. while being more on the flirtatious side was something that came fairly naturally to peter, one thing he never did was touch someone without their consent.

"i mean, i'm half human. all the best parts of course," he chuckled lightly, "but my dad was a celestial. still don't know a whole lot about them, but i know i'm maybe not necessarily as fragile as a regular human."

he raised an eyebrow in mild surprise, "huh, french. definitely do not know french, but uh – peter, it's peter. what's yours?"

"both? maybe? fuck, mantis – i don't know," he pauses, lets the words wash over him, "i mean, as long as she's happy, i can't be upset, right?"

" – that he then used to decimate the entire goddamn universe."

"so what i've learned is, carol next door's kind of a bitch, darlene down the street hasn't really left the house much since her husband died, and do not let george who lives in the corner house pull you into a conversation about his old mustang, you'll be there for a solid hour– " he sucks in a breath, shaking his head, "god i've got a lot of catching up to do."

“i mean, can’t say i’ve got cool hair, but i did recently learn i’m not totally human so. that’s been interesting.”