Peter all but jumps to his feet when he hears Mr. Stark's voice, dry and cracked, but still very much Mr. Stark.
"Miss Potts!" Peter squeaks out, wide-eyed as he looks over his shoulder. "Miss Potts! Happy! He's awake! He's aw—" Peter stops abruptly and looks over at Mr. Stark again. "Holy crap, Mr. Stark, are you okay? Are you okay?"
He sits back down and drags his chair closer. "Try not to move too much, okay? Just...I don't know, we're...I don't know. Dr. Strange did the thing and then somebody pulled me through and then I was here and I thought this was your lab but you don't seem to recognize it, so I'm guessing it's not, but there's so much stuff here and it's like being in a sci-fi movie or something."
Peter stops again because he has to take a deep breath. "Sorry. Sorry, sorry. Oh man, I thought you were... We all kind of thought..." He can't make himself say it. Saying it will make it real.
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"Miss Potts!" Peter squeaks out, wide-eyed as he looks over his shoulder. "Miss Potts! Happy! He's awake! He's aw—" Peter stops abruptly and looks over at Mr. Stark again. "Holy crap, Mr. Stark, are you okay? Are you okay?"
He sits back down and drags his chair closer. "Try not to move too much, okay? Just...I don't know, we're...I don't know. Dr. Strange did the thing and then somebody pulled me through and then I was here and I thought this was your lab but you don't seem to recognize it, so I'm guessing it's not, but there's so much stuff here and it's like being in a sci-fi movie or something."
Peter stops again because he has to take a deep breath. "Sorry. Sorry, sorry. Oh man, I thought you were... We all kind of thought..." He can't make himself say it. Saying it will make it real.