"I hope so," Peter says, quietly. He likes to think that there are versions of Aunt May who are still alive out there, along with hoping that the Gwen Stacy he's just met isn't set for a doomed fate. "Hopefully there's versions of us with better luck," he jokes.

He brightens as Peter talks about his daughter. Just from the way he describes Mayday, Peter can tell how much he loves his daughter. "Sounds like she keeps you on your toes," he says, grinning. "Almost six, really? Wow! She's growing up fast." It's really nice to hear about Peter Two's life; to listen to how he's built a life for himself with a family. It gives Peter hope.

"Oh that's a great idea!" Peter says, perking up even more. Getting to video chat with both Peters would be even better than phone calls. "Yeah, we definitely need to catch Peter Three up and work on getting multidimensional Discord to be a thing! I can text you some of the formulas and specifics I've been working with, and maybe you can improve on them?"