Well no, you were supposed to tell me what you found, and then maybe just be a shoulder for me to lean on while I worked it out.

[Peter turns away for a moment, just rubbing his temples and trying to will the headache that's threatening to start punching him in the brain to maybe not.] And I am working it out, just like I did after my parents died, just like I did after my uncle died. I don't know where you got this idea that I'm some frail little thing that can't get my head back in the game after something bad happens, I've literally been doing it my whole life.