Hearing Tony’s voice did more to Peter than he had expected. It wasn’t until Tony said that he was coming that he noticed how tense and hunched he had been, as at those words his body just seemed to relax. Tony would fix it. He couldn’t bring May back, but he would fix everything else. Tony always fixed everything. Just a few minutes. He closed his eyes and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. “Thank you,” he whispered. Then it remained silent on the other end of the phone. Prter had enough experience with Tony to realiss he was muted. That was fine. Tony would be here soon. He hung up. He cmulmsily put his phone back on his pocket before wiping the tears from his face. Time to wait some more, though this time he knew he didn’t need to wait long.<br/><br/>Bruce was in his lab, doing research when his phone rang. His lips curled up into a smile when he saw it was Tony and he quickly answered. “Hey To- “ Before he could finish Tony was talking, or more like blabbing. Bruce was used to that, so he didn’t take any offense to being interrupted, but he wasn’t used to the tone of his voice. He frowned as he listened to Tony. He patiently waited for him to finish talking, even if he itched to reassure him. “Tony, I know how much you care about the kid. We all care about him. You don’t need to ask if you can bring him here, the kid already practically lives here.” He was silent for a moment. “Look, Tony. The kid just lost his aunt. He’s going to need time to grieve. He’ll need you. You need to focus on him for now.” Bruce knew Peter, he could see the way the teen looked at Tony. It was obvious the kid admired him and trusted him completely. But Bruce could also see how Tony cared about Peter. Bruce and Pepper would sometimes joke that Peter was his long lost son. Bruce didn’t doubt that Tony would focus all his attention on Peter for now. “Do you want me to take care of the funeral?” He knew his relationship with Peter wasn’t as close as Tony’s was, but he still wanted to help.