[He really should've guessed that. May had told him there wasn't much left of the kid, how much would there even be of that stupid suit? The image of ashes in his mind is leaving him ill as he thinks, silent.]

You're getting a new one. Not literally a new one of that, but you need something. I want you studying every possible self-protective rune there is, every spell, every enchanted piece of armor, everything before you go rushing back into this. I don't want another scratch on you if a bomb goes off, do you understand me?

And I know you won't listen, but I'm going to say it; if you were going to able to keep one single secret, Peter, it shouldn't have been the one from your family. Tía May shouldn't have ever been the excuse for you to get hurt.

[He can't even imagine how hearing something like that would make her feel.]