"I think it might not be a good time for Tony to meet his parents. What do you think, Peter?"
Su Ming looked at Tony's weeping with some disdain. He was such a grown man, yet his beard was covered in snot. How disgusting.
"Uh, yeah." Little Bug scratched his head awkwardly and glanced at the people playing mahjong in the projection. "So, if I ask for compensation over the Big Data thing now, would that be inappropriate too?"
Su Ming shook his head, lit a cigarette, and shifted his gaze toward the Celestials corpse nearby, which was spewing black fluid like a small fountain. "Forget that for now. Let him calm down by himself. You and Ororo should come help me examine this Celestials robot first."
"You keep saying that word, but I don't even know what Celestials are." Peter mumbled, though he still walked over, gesturing in the air with both hands. "What could I possibly figure out? Maybe you should let Storm take a look instead."
"It doesn't matter if you don't know what Celestials are. I'm not asking you to examine it. I'm asking you to examine the black mud flowing out of it."
Su Ming raised a hand and used the Force to separate a glob of pus, suspending it in the air like a little ball. "You interned at Osborn Corporation, so you should know something about biology, right? This corpse's pus contains the Brood Virus. You don't need to conduct a detailed analysis. Just tell me, what characteristics of a virus come to mind the moment you see this fluid?"
"The project I worked on at Osborn Corporation was limb regeneration, and then that whole Doctor Lizard incident happened, so I didn't really learn much. Okay, honestly, my mind is pretty messed up