Peter doesn't realize his slip-up until it's casually tossed back at him, and he falters, debating the relative merits of telling Kamala the ugly truth, which will probably upset her now, or fibbing, which might upset her later.
"Oh—" he begins, and slants a glance away, first to Sgt. Barnes, then to Mr. Stark, where it lingers. "I wasn't even thinking about you not knowing." Because Kamala is, somehow, one of the only people here not from his own timeline who manages to know nearly everything.
It's probably better to just come out with it; she'll find out anyway.
"He did it, Thanos," he says, looking back to her, then to his feet again, expression slightly pinched. "I don't know what you remember or don't— He wanted all the stones so he could get rid of half the universe. And we didn't stop him. I wasn't on Earth when it happened, so I don't know if May was one of the unlucky half or not. But I know for sure I was." He peeks back up at her.
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"Oh—" he begins, and slants a glance away, first to Sgt. Barnes, then to Mr. Stark, where it lingers. "I wasn't even thinking about you not knowing." Because Kamala is, somehow, one of the only people here not from his own timeline who manages to know nearly everything.
It's probably better to just come out with it; she'll find out anyway.
"He did it, Thanos," he says, looking back to her, then to his feet again, expression slightly pinched. "I don't know what you remember or don't— He wanted all the stones so he could get rid of half the universe. And we didn't stop him. I wasn't on Earth when it happened, so I don't know if May was one of the unlucky half or not. But I know for sure I was." He peeks back up at her.