Peter was excited at the thought of training with Bucky. He usually sparred with Natasha, and once or twice with Steve. He hadn’t trained with Bucky before, but he wanted to. Bucky was just really cool with that metal arm and he was really strong. It wold be a lot of fun. He was about to say just that, but then JARVIS announced that his social worker had arrived. He frowned. The realisation that this conversation would decide his future hit him again, and he started to get worried. What if she decided he couldn’t stay here after all? What if she took him away and put him with these people he didn’t know? That was a scary thought, and he worriedly chewed on his lip.<br/><br/>Bruce had put his cup down again and was watching Tony and Peter. He gave them a reassuring smile as Tony addressed him. “I can join you two, if that’s what you want,” he said as he looked at Peter. Peter seemed to think for a moment, glancing up at Tony as if searching for something, before looking back at Bruce. “If you’re okay with it. Maybe it’ll help convince her to let me stay?” Bruce nodded as he stood up. “Then I’ll come with you. I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want to, Pete.” Peter didn’t answer. He handed the knife back to Natasha, hilt first, before Tony pulled him away. Bruce walked on his other side, and Peter’s eyes darted between them before settling in front of him. “What if she won’t let me stay here?” he blurted out. He hadn’t meant to actually ask it, but his nerves got the better of him.