"Figure out where to actually leave the shelves. All of that, yeah." He presses a kiss into Peter's neck, just leaves his face pressed there after, smiling quietly. He should really move and go back to doing something useful but -- in a second.

He's been a little clingy, since everything went down, but Peter hasn't seemed to mind so far, so he hasn't really been trying to temper it.

"We'll get it worked out. At least we don't have to worry about everything fitting."