"Of course I know you can't find him, but someone can. Just go find him."
"Who?"
"Aaron Gaius, a Seer," Tony said somewhat guiltily.
"Oh!" Peter Parker drew out the word in sudden realization. "The kind of divination I'm thinking of? Tarot Cards, Crystal Balls, that sort of thing?"
"That's right."
"But is that reliable?"
"Out of everyone I know, he's the most reliable."
Peter Parker nodded as if he understood. "But sorry, I'm afraid I can't."
"Why not?"
"I have homework to do."
Tony froze for a moment and blinked in confusion.
What a young Spider-ling. He was far too conservative—definitely the kind of good kid parents and teachers loved.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
"I'm serious. I can't just drop out of school."
"There might be some danger, but Gaius will keep you safe. But just in case, tell your aunt." Tony spoke dismissively. For the great Tony Stark to get a little brat excused from school, all it took was a single word.
If it had been the old him, he would have bought the school in minutes. Then, as either the principal or a board member, he could arrange Peter Parker's affairs however he pleased.
Just as Tony reached for the door, Peter Parker could no longer sit still. He immediately fired a strand of webbing, sticking Tony's right hand to the doorknob.
"Don't tell May."
"Fine, Spider-Man." Tony pointed at his right hand. "Help me get this off."
"Sorry, I'll get it right off."
Sam Wilson had also found outside help: Scott Lang.
He and Ant-Man could be considered friends made through fighting. Though Scott was only a rookie, he was quite capable and absolutely trustworthy.
"You want me to find who? Aaron Gaius?"
"Yes. I know you know him."
"No, no, no,