[ carbonfibre wings. he's taken a bit aback by the memory of their first meeting, of the airport, of this kid swinging between ceiling rafters. sam waits as peter finishing up whatever conversation he'd been having and steps out into the fall.

the questions he expects, and sam prepares to start in on the answers he has. ] Thankfully, yeah - not a whole lot here's the same, but time should still-

[ except then there is that. mention of thanos, of stark, and yes okay at least he's got the wizard part right (strange is going to hate that but sam counts it as a win). even if the whole situation catches sam off just enough that he needs the second or so to recenter. what does he mean thanos? and stark? last sam checked peter was at school in new york, wasn't here?

unless time really didn't work the same. which is a conversation sam is not prepared to have just yet, he doesn't think.

so sam sets his hands on peter's shoulders, trying to calm him. because the panic he sees there is real and he doesn't blame him, not if the last thing he remembers is... ] Hey- kid? Breathe. You're okay. [ and sam will wait until peter does before nodding, once, and letting his hands drop. ]

You can call me Sam, to start. But I've been here for...well. A couple of months now, but that's - anyway. [ in all honesty, sam doesn't know where to start. this is out of his territory in so many ways. he wonders if he can hold off on the details of it all until he finds strange again, but also isn't sure if that's fair, either.

so he gestures to the hallway. ] You up for a walk? And I'll do what I can to answer your questions on the way. As for Ambrose, that's up for debate, but the whole Singularity situation is real, and his reason for bringing us here was, as far as we know, to help with it.