Letting himself be wrapped up in those arms, the smile he wears is soft and almost a little distant. He doesn't mean for it to be, it's just... did he ever feel like this towards the Peter Parker he knows? The one who'd taken him in for Christmas Eve when he had no one else and no where to go? The one who he bonded with over tragedies they both carry on their shoulders that no one should have to? The one who, eventually, will come to him when he wants to simply end it all? He doesn't know but this Peter... this Peter he feels different things towards, minus the affectionate friendliness.

"You really fell that hard for a guy falling out of the sky?" He jokes, laughter quiet there on his lips before he noses at the other man and pulls back just the teeniest tiniest to look to him better. "Guess you don't have to worry about me doing that anymore. Unless it's on purpose."