The chains bolted to the warehouse ceilings were pretty sturdy, all things considered. They were used to lift cargo, back when the warehouse was still in use. Peter had swung on them a billion times, so when Harry caught the chain - well, Peter was certainly ready to swoop in and catch him, but his heart didn't drop all the way into his stomach, at the very least. Still, it was nerve-wracking to perch on the opposite wall and watch Harry get his footing back on the glider.

"It's really not bad," Peter admitted, staring at Harry warily, anticipating the worst. "Held on longer than I thought, if we're being honest. The keepaway game is really key, but we're also going to have to work on counter attacks. Dodging only buys you time."

"This next time, I want you to try and hit me back. Just fists, though, or if you have any non-blood-drawing weapons. Just patched the suit."