Peter made a quick stop in his room to grab his webshooters before going down to the lab. He had some ideas on making the fluid containers a little bigger without the shooters themselves needing to be bigger. It had happened a few times now on his longer patrols that he ran out of web, once even during a fight, and he didn't really want a repeat of that. Taking the webshooters apart took no effort at all. He had built them, he could do it in his sleep. The downside of that was that, without anyone to keep him distracted, it allowed his mind to wander. Back to May. It was easy to get lost in those thoughts. The what-ifs, the pain, the guilt, all of it. It was only a few minutes, but it felt like a lifetime before he managed to force those thoughts away. It was only at that moment he realised he had stopped working on his webshooters and his hands were shaking. No tears this time, luckily. He took a deep breath to collect himself, tightened his grip on the tools to stop his hands from shaking, and forced himself to think of other things as he kept working. School, his work as Spiderman, Ned, anything but that empty hole in his chest.<br/><br/>Bruce gave Tony a small smile. "I'll join you two later then. I think right now it'd be best for Peter if it's just you." Peter had tried to hide it, but Bruce knew how to recognise the signs of a person being overwhelmed. He had a lot of experience with it, after all. Supressing and hiding emotions had kinda become his thing after the Hulk happened. He was much better with it now, thanks to Tony and the other Avengers, but in a weird way he had learned a lot from it. He knew how to read people, how to identify the signs people tried to hide, and he knew how to act on it without giving anything away. It was one of the reasons why he had kind of become the Avenger's unofficial therapist. It was funny how somehow people went to Bruce for both mental and physical health. Though he was glad that Peter went to Tony instead of him. It wasn't that he didn't want to help Peter, far from it, but he didn't need Bruce's words of comfort or anything. The kid needed Tony, and Bruce was glad he had realised that. Bruce wouldn't be able to help him with this, only Tony could. It was a big responsibility for Tony, but Bruce knew he could handle it. And Bruce would take care of him.