Peter raised both of his brows. E Corp? Was Elliot serious? The largest corporation in the entire United States, the conglomerate that ran literally every aspect of their life and was currently in the midsts of a deal to acquire all of Oscorp as well? That E corp? This guy wanted to try and take them down? Sure, Peter might have considered it something of his duty to take down whatever forces of evil were at work, he would have even went as far as to say that he was a superhero -- despite how ridiculously comical the entire idea of it was -- but this felt like too big of a feat for just him and someone decked out in a hoodie that he'd only just met. Even if they did seem to have pretty impressive investigatory skills.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Take down E corp? You're fucking joking right? You know they literally own everything" Peter reminded the other, though he was pretty sure that Elliot was well aware of just how much of a monopoly the corporation had on every aspect of everyones lives -- his phone was branded with the ominous E, all of the screens in Times Square at some point advertised something that the company made, or held a patent to, the credit card that Peter had used to get his coffee was even under their thumb. How the hell were they supposed to take it down?

And for what reason even.

"I'm not out here trying to fight the system or take down the man or whatever. White collar crime isn't really my bag, you know? I'm more of the guy who is roughin' up dudes that're trying to commit mass murder." Peter shook his head, taking another sip from his coffee, out of some kind of rising anxiety that he felt cropping up again. He wanted to help save the world, he wanted to change it and make a difference, but this seemed too big for either of them. It definitely seemed way to big for him, he was just some kid in a spandex suit, how the hell could he have been of any use? "I think you've got the wrong guy. I dunno how I can help you, man."