(new collection of stimulus for matt - the sharp sound of the webs deploying from peter's wrist, particules of silky web sprinkled through the air. fabric being pulled as he closes the curtains without ever standing, and lastly, the nanites assembling around his body. tiny little things fitting against one another so fast that it takes a single blink to complete.

he offers his own armored hand, knowing now that matt will know where to reach.)

Yeah, it's... Actually almost ironic to think about, but you two are right. I think you'd like him, you know.

But, I mean, all this because I wanted to tell you if you wanted a kickass suit, we're gonna have to see about that. You're probably going to do your thing here, there are monsters AND crime.