It feels more natural to have Peter puttering around the lab again. It feels a little like having a distant relative come to visit. He's even dusted the shelving to make sure it's presentable. It would be awful for Peter to think they're slobs down here.

He's settled back at his workspace by the time Peter does arrive, though, with the pieces of a ery specific kind of webshooter spread out on his desk. He's trying to reconstruct the design from memory. He hadn't had the opportunity to check on the younger Peter's equipment, but it all had to serve a similar function, right? Hopefully it'll do.