“—- nah, I mean. Call me what you want.” truthfully, peter didn’t mind the moniker as much as others might … or perhaps even as much as would be expected of him. it was better than puny parker or that insufferable web-crawler, so that’s a plus in his mind. his eyes travel down to the other male’s palm, then back up again, settling just past him. “So, what d’I call you? Somehow, I think ‘guy in the forest where nobody travels except for apparently me’ is a bit too long.” he quips.