( He shakes his head. He's never heard of it before. Peter's interest never went into major diseases anyway. He mostly chased after his father's goals to try to track him down, and then he- he was more into engineering side of it all. He likes to build, always has. )

Hey, hey, hey, listen to me, listen... we can.

We can. ( Peter reaches out to grab hold of him, and his grip on Harry tightens to a point that might actually be painful, but the overwhelming swell of responsibility nearly crashes into him. Oscorp. He could have done more digging. Is that why they needed the research with the lizard so badly that they were willing to do whatever it took to get it? The man ended up dead, but he's certain Oscorp got a hold of it. They got a hold of what his father was trying to keep secret, and he still doesn't know why except for what happened to Dr. Connors when he had that completed formula and tested it on himself. )

We're not back there anymore. We're in a place with magic, with scientists who know more than the ones at home.

Anything's possible here.