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[st_arkintern]

"Are you really unhappy here?"

Peter's question cut through the relative silence of the woods, which he and Tony were surveying together. If Liz hadn't brought it up to him, he probably wouldn't have noticed, but now, it felt like he was looking for it in every one of Tony's words and in every one of Tony's movements.

It felt like something he should have noticed first, but the two of them hadn't spent much time together ever since he and Alec were fighting in the bar. He wondered if he had made Tony mad, but that wasn't a conversation for now.

Maybe later, but not now. Peter was ready to cut through one issue at a time.

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[st_arkintern]

"Then, you'll have to tell me about that sometime, too." Peter gives him a tight-lipped little grin just as they reach camp. "I should probably send Liz a message though."

Peter turns and starts jogging backwards towards his tent, where his journal sits at one end of his sleeping bag. "Hot dogs tonight, Mr. Stark?" he asks.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"I'll get 'em going." So much for the moratorium on red meat. "You send your love letters, Pete. Take your time."