"Yeah, but would you tell me if you weren't fine?" Peter points out, settling on the floor to start the bottom. He'll get on the ceiling to get the top when he's reasonably sure he won't drip paint all over the floor and get in trouble.

"Some of it my fault, though, and so I was thinking about maybe stopping for a while," he says, staring resolutely at the wall as he starts to paint, slowly and carefully at first. "I mean, I've now ruined your bedding three times, Mr. Stark. And this last time it cost you a two million dollar suit. And I don't even know what I'm doing wrong. So I think maybe I should stop until I figure it out."