[ he shoots her a glance at the question and beneath the mask the corners of his lips quirk up into a smile punctuated by a short, sudden laugh. ] God, no.
[ he waits patiently though as she plays the game, a little impressed by how well she does, given everything. the bear is — well, it's something. peter's not sure if he loves it or hates it, but he does poke at the teeth. he's not sure if he wants to know if they're real, and if they are real, what they came from. ] —Maybe the tooth fairy does exist.
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[ he waits patiently though as she plays the game, a little impressed by how well she does, given everything. the bear is — well, it's something. peter's not sure if he loves it or hates it, but he does poke at the teeth. he's not sure if he wants to know if they're real, and if they are real, what they came from. ] —Maybe the tooth fairy does exist.