It's just Parker-Hamato luck at work. [Peter jokes quietly back, still stroking his thumb across his husband's cheek.]

One, you're my brother. [Mikey counts off on his fingers with ease. He takes the olive branch, just trying to cut to the point. It isn't Doctor Delicate Touch levels, but its simple.] Two, finally knowing what was behind that defensive wall you've had up for years helps answer questions I had about what was going on with you. Three, Peter. He's going to need the time.

[Peter huffs a little.] The fact this is the second time I died and lost time means I'll need a buffer.