It was one of those things where Peter wasn't sure if he was supposed to stay hush-hush about it (how many secrets is a guy supposed to be able to keep?), watching Ned carefully to try and figure out where he stood when it came to what exactly they were talking about.

Because Ned could do something. Peter just didn't know what it was.

Pushing a hand back through his hair, Peter brought one of his knees up against his chest, resting against it and almost leaning closer in the process. He was always intrigued when it came to what other people could do, and if he'd picked it up - it meaning absolutely anything - maybe he should find out what it was he could do sooner rather than later. And find out how long it'd take before he'd figure out how the hell to control it. Or just keep it entirely under wraps. If he'd... even gotten it at all, he didn't know how all this worked with people from other universes.

"I don't know, I might be able to do what you can do. It'd help if I knew though- what you do, I mean. I didn't get to find that one out."