"But now I have motivation," Peter snorted, stretching out his shoulders. If they were going to spar - and Peter teach Harry some moves, potentially - he'd need to be stretched out properly.

"...really? You think it'd be hard to find out where Harry Obsorn lives?" Come on, it's almost insulting - it took zero skill to find that information. "Hey!" Peter laughed, too caught off guard to be indignant. They were falling into their regular banter, and even though it was making him a little nervous that Harry might catch him - well, it was still Harry.

"Haven't signed over my soul to Tony Stark's candy-ass boy band, so no health benefits for Spidey." Peter tilted his head, smiling despite himself. He should be more worried that Harry was testing weapons without him but - well, come on, the sword was pretty cool. "Swords are a little more conspicuous than buying chemicals for webbing, I'll give you that one." Or the multiple trips to Hobby Lobby for spandex. They probably thought he was a fetishist.

"Homegrown superhero," Peter snorted to himself, shooting a web and swinging down to the ground, rattling a few chains on the way. "Alright, Osborn, let's see what you've got."