[ Peter huffs out a breath, exasperated, and gives her a hard look. ]

You know that’s not how it works. [ And it’s a bitter truth. Peter has been using this place as an excuse to run from his problems, keeps telling himself that all this impossible distance has kept his issues at bay, but it hasn’t. They still lurk deep beneath the surface, keep rising up at random, inopportune minutes – as they had throughout this conversation. ]

‘Cause if that is how it works, why would you care what happened between me and Ego?

[ He gives an exaggerated frown and a sharp shake of his head. ]

Pointless, right? ‘Cause we’re here now. And more than that, he’s dead. So, like. What’s it matter, unless you just wanted to gossip?