<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Tony reached for Peter, wrapping him up in a fiercely protective and possessive hug.  He didn't bother hiding the fact that he also pressed a kiss to the side of Peter's head.  "I'm not sorry you called me, kid," Tony said, very quietly.  His lips were near enough to Peter's ear that even without the spidersenses his words would be clear.  "I don't regret dropping everything to get to you.  It really matters to me that I'm the one you called, that I could be the person you needed."  He ran his hands up and down Peter's back.  "Yeah, you scared me, Petey.  But that's because I care.  I wouldn't change that for the world."<br/>
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He pulled back a little -- just enough that he didn't feel like he was smothering the kid.  "Unfortunately I have to let you go to school," Tony admitted.  "I get that.  I'm not happy about it, but I get it."  He paused.  "I'd like to wire you up a new Stark phone, with all the bells and whistles -- including a panic button that comes straight to me and J.  That's also not because I don't trust you -- I'd have done it months ago if I could have talked your aunt into letting me give you a new phone.  All the Avengers carry them, and the support staff too.  Theirs don't signal me directly, but they do go to JARVIS."  Tony paused again.  "I kind of need yours to come to me."<br/>
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Tony was trying to let go of Peter, to give the kid some space, and his arms didn't want to cooperate.  "School, afterschool activities, all that's... fine.  I'll manage.  My paranoia is on me, not on you.  And I'll figure out how to manage the Spidermanning too.  The restriction really is temporary, and I -- I'll make it work, okay?"  He freed one hand from the grip around Peter to brush through the boy's hair.</span></span>