[Peter doesn't want to go to the Medbay. He hates the Medbay. Just something about it being completely automated creeps him out. He doesn't usually do anything about broken ribs anyway, but if it makes Ben feel better, he'll suck it up and just go to the Medbay. Fiiiiiiine.]
I will, promise.
[Well. Maybe. Okay there's a 50/50 chance that Peter might just not go if he ends up being by himself. HE'S HAD WORSE.
Besides, he's way more interested in hearing about Ben's weird power. There's no disgust, though. Just concern. It's not like Ben asked for this ability, and it's obviously something that bothers him. The whole freaky nightmare double thing was evidence enough of that. Having a power that you can't fully control must be terrifying, that much Peter can kind of understand. Having to be careful about your superhuman strength is nothing like having to be careful of the murder demons living in your stomach, though.
He placed a hand on Ben's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Don't worry bud, he's not creeped out by your gross power.]
It's okay. I mean it.
[Another reassuring shoulder squeeze,]
It's not like you wanted to whip out your private bits and waggle them around in front of me, after all.
[Which is maybe not at all an appropriate joke to make, but this is Peter Parker and he can't help trying to deal with stressful situations with humor okay. Plus if he was disgusted or bothered he wouldn't be making bad jokes in the first place, so.]
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I will, promise.
[Well. Maybe. Okay there's a 50/50 chance that Peter might just not go if he ends up being by himself. HE'S HAD WORSE.
Besides, he's way more interested in hearing about Ben's weird power. There's no disgust, though. Just concern. It's not like Ben asked for this ability, and it's obviously something that bothers him. The whole freaky nightmare double thing was evidence enough of that. Having a power that you can't fully control must be terrifying, that much Peter can kind of understand. Having to be careful about your superhuman strength is nothing like having to be careful of the murder demons living in your stomach, though.
He placed a hand on Ben's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Don't worry bud, he's not creeped out by your gross power.]
It's okay. I mean it.
[Another reassuring shoulder squeeze,]
It's not like you wanted to whip out your private bits and waggle them around in front of me, after all.
[Which is maybe not at all an appropriate joke to make, but this is Peter Parker and he can't help trying to deal with stressful situations with humor okay. Plus if he was disgusted or bothered he wouldn't be making bad jokes in the first place, so.]