"It was nice seeing you, Noah.." Peter says, giving him a slightly awkward handshake. He needed to get away; his mind was about to explode.

"Claire," he says, opening the door. Great. This is just what he needs.

"What are you doing here?" She says, her smile brightening up the dim apartment. She reaches out for a hug, and they embrace briefly. But it's not short enough for him to miss the smell of her skin, or the softness of her hair. In fact, all the feelings he had put away with for so long come rushing back, just like that. His brain is running too fast for his words, and he stammers out a response.

"I uh, had a question for your dad, needed to clear my head.. But uh, I gotta get going. I have work in ten minutes."

"You live in New York..." she said, eyeing him. "New power?"

He smiles sheepishly at her. "Ask your dad about it." And after that he's gone in a flash.