"Different. Right." Peter sighed, bringing a hand up to the back of his neck as he sent a slightly paranoid glance around the room. Everyone else seemed to be involved in their own conversations, at least, so their little fight probably hadn't raised too many eyebrows.

"About that," he continued, since Peter knew perfectly well what Eddie had meant by things being different, "how did you get it? Did it... find you after I got rid of it?" Honestly, Peter didn't know all that much about the symbiote. Even though it had been making a home in his body for a few days, he hadn't had a very direct connection with it, and had only worked off of its influence. Eddie seemed to have something different going on, and part of him was curious to know how it worked.