After the communication connected, Schiller had evidently just arrived at the camp and was eating by the fireplace with the other team members. When he noticed a screen popping up in the void, showing Peter and Batman, Stark immediately became wary.
"Hey, stay away from him." Stark glared at Batman on the screen. "I know you like keeping a bunch of kids around you and making them wear tights. I don't know how things work where you are, but we have comprehensive Minor Protection Laws here..."
"Oh, Mr. Stark!" Peter drew out the words helplessly. "I've been an adult for ages. I'm already in graduate school. Did you forget the embarrassment you made of yourself last time when you wanted to go to my high school to find me?"
"Listen, Peter, it's not that simple. I've always been dissatisfied with New Jersey's standards for defining adulthood. Just because you look like an adult doesn't mean you really have the ability to handle so many things on your own..."
"All right, Tony, do you realize you sound like an antique?" Natasha looked at Tony and said, "I've noticed you and Steve are becoming more and more alike. Is that just what happens when people get old?"
Everyone else looked at Natasha, their expressions clearly saying, And you have the nerve to call someone else old?
"All right, Peter, don't tell me you're really going back with this weirdo. Do you know that the last Spider-Man who went to Batman's hometown wrote a hundred-thousand-word Gotham Travelogue on the forums? Ninety thousand words of it described all the crimes he saw. That's incredibly unsafe for you..."
"I'm not going to Gotham," Peter immediately said. "And I read it too. His Gotham Travelogue was actually pretty good. That city's environment may not be great,