[Peter hops down after him, a bit more graceful now that he's got his footing again. Despite his struggle, the kid's got a fair amount of muscle on him, obvious now without his silly sweater and collared shirt combo he tends to wear. And yet, panting a bit as he goes:] Got it! Sorry, I've never done one of these before! It's neat.
[A year ago before the bite, he wasn't exactly fit. He was pale and skinny and knobby and liked making things blow up in chemistry while all the other boys played basketball or baseball. It's all good. Catching up with Steve, he seems to trip on his own feet a little at mention of the man's name.]
H-hey! Steve. Steve Rogers like — like Steve Rogers?
[Okay, this is happening way too much. First Mr. Barnes, and then Thor, and now — well, at least he's more mentally prepared for this one. This guy totally looks like a Steve Rogers.]
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[A year ago before the bite, he wasn't exactly fit. He was pale and skinny and knobby and liked making things blow up in chemistry while all the other boys played basketball or baseball. It's all good. Catching up with Steve, he seems to trip on his own feet a little at mention of the man's name.]
H-hey! Steve. Steve Rogers like — like Steve Rogers?
[Okay, this is happening way too much. First Mr. Barnes, and then Thor, and now — well, at least he's more mentally prepared for this one. This guy totally looks like a Steve Rogers.]