H-hey? Hi. [Peter clears his throat and steps around the piles to Tony's side. He worries the inside of his cheek and curls his hands inside the sleeves of his sweater as he examines the mess in front of them, eyes darting between the items Tony's already grabbed up and the man himself.
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Would it be weird to hug him now?
It'd be totally weird, wouldn't it?
It's definitely weird.
He swings his arms aimlessly.]
What-what exactly are we looking for?