"If I didn't I could kill you," It's half-teasing, half-honest truth. Peter beckoned Harry forward, though, bouncing on the balls of his feet on the concrete below. This is for Harry's benefit, though, to learn, so he's not going to just take the piss. He's going to try to teach - and Peter's fighting was a mess, relying heavily on acrobatics and his spidey sense. This should be interesting.

"Bet you ten bucks I could literally ask any reporter."

After three years, you'd think he'd have something to show for it. He waited, watching Harry glide down to him, taking in the new flight pattern. Seemed he could call the glider without saying anything, and it was pretty quiet, save for the gentle whirring; Peter wouldn't be able to hear it if he wasn't listening specifically. "I'm going to work under the assumption that you can fly, since we don't have the equipment to tinker."

"I think we should start slow. I'll come at you, and you just try to keep away." That's essentially what Otto would be doing, anyway.