"I didn't mean for him to," Peter says quickly, because Tony's saying nothing and he looks mad (is he mad?). "I knew it was him the second he opened the door, and then I -- I was just so nervous, I didn't know what to do. And on the car ride there, he just -- he figured it out. My voice, me not being at the decathlon..."

He's sputtering all over himself. He knows he is, because it's what he does when he's nervous. He either says nothing at all, or blurts everything out at once in one long, rambling line.

"I'm sorry."