"Really?" Peter breathes, because he expected a fight on that. Something about focusing on school or who knows what.

"Yeah, yeah okay. I promise," he says, keeping a steadying hand on Tony's back and using his strength to prop him up. He feels light as air, as pumped up on adrenaline as Peter is.

"No going alone for either of us and a panic button for you. I, maybe make one that goes straight for you for me to wear, too. In case I can't get the mask on. I swear, I can watch out for you. I'll keep you safe."