"No, I sneak off to my lab when I'm bored. I sneak off to here when I'm stressed out," Peter replies, still peering down at the city with interest. It was beautiful up where they were, and out of the smog, so breathing cleanish air felt pretty amazing. But, yeah, he is kinda bored.

He moves his sandwich off the ledge, making a space for his sister to sit, and then kinda shrugs.

"Two muggings, one break in, one car theft and one cat up a tree. Slow night."

Please let it stay slow, God.