"Won't it just make streaky circles?" Peter wonders, trying a circle and then frowning because that sure as hell doesn't look right.

He flips back down to the ground to reload his brush.

"So, do you have any idea on when we'll know if they're gonna let you have me? It'd be pretty shitty if you did all this and then you're stuck with an empty room and no office."

It's kind of all Peter can think about when he's not worrying about Tony's health, Beverly and patrol. He just wishes he knew, either way.