With great power, comes great responsibility.

It's a request that earns a smile, however fleeting. I turn on a dime, meeting the end of one of Peter's very cleverly arrayed combinations that's left him ducked low by throwing myself forward, actually rolling over his shoulder. By the time he's up and around again I'm weaving through everything he throws at me. Peter's incredibly smart and he doesn't project where he's going, but I've been doing this longer.