"It's not that simple," Tony said, repeating again almost to himself more than Peter. "It's not that simple."

"Just because I ... just because I don't think you should know something, that doesn't mean you should or shouldn't. Because in the long run, that's not for me to determine. And that's where I screw up, Peter. You wanna know why Wanda gets mad at me and the Avengers went circling down the drain, that's the answer right there. People deciding what other people deserve to know."

Tony shut his eyes and tilted his head to the side. He felt drained and exhausted.

"I'm just a guy, Peter. I'm human, I make mistakes. Even when I'm your parent. Even when I'm Iron Man."

Tony looked down at his hands and frowned. He'd scrubbed at the paint so hard with the lava soap bar, he'd made his skin bright red.

"Come on and get cleaned up," he murmured.