Peter looked down at his suit, then raised his face again.
Thinking of a solution...
Failed to think of a solution.
"...Because I'm Spider-Man."
Peter chose to stop even trying.
Jason raised an eyebrow.
What a thoroughly satisfying display of stating the blindingly obvious.
He shoved the water bottle into Peter's arms, grabbed his arm with his freed hand, tugged him aside, and looked him up and down.
"So you skipped school today to do this?"
"Yeah, there was a lot going on." Peter held the bottle of water. "Did you come looking for me again?"
"No, I was just passing by. Neither you nor Dick was there, so I got curious."
Jason let go, but his eyes remained on the smear of dust Peter hadn't quite wiped off his shoulder.
"Your classroom happened to be there, blocking my way."
"...Oh."
Peter pressed his lips together but still couldn't hold back a smile. He took a pancake out of the paper bag and handed it to him.
Watching from the side, Chen Mo suddenly felt a little like sighing.
He had originally planned to wait a little longer.
Take the kid around a few times, have him help out and learn the routes. There was no need to sign him up for the high-risk job of Robin quite so soon.
Of course, it wasn't as though he hadn't had any ideas himself.
Well, now Peter had taken off his mask, and school was starting early.
Fine. Fate had come calling, the mighty hand of destiny had gone to work, and dear old God just loved watching this stuff.
Chen Mo brought up his suit's AI system and ran a scan. After confirming there was no one else behind the shop, he muted his Team Channel microphone and raised a hand