"Not a bad idea."

Ricki murmurs, still pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Bring the gun. Give it back to him. That man has more people trying to kill him than I do, and that's saying something."

He's getting his own out of the bottom drawer now. His hands remain impressively steady, but his voice shakes when he says;

"What happened? How did you get that heated? He was here to meet you properly, Tony was talking about expanding our boundaries. I've- Peter and I have been close for years."