"Yeah," Peter agrees with a minute nod, and casts a glance to the room around them, his lips pressing thin as he takes in everyone who showed up for this thing, how normal they all seem as they mill about. "It's not what I would've expected, but I guess it could be a lot worse. At least— I mean, we know each other, kinda. Not everybody's that lucky here."

Heaven and hell aren't concepts Peter puts much stock in, but it definitely doesn't seem like the second option. Then again, he knows it's not the first, either — There's no Uncle Ben.