His expression shifts, a look of mild disgust at the fact the other man gave him. “You don’t have to eat? What are you?” It’s a rather rude question, but at the point Peter doesn’t care anymore. His mind is focused on only two things now, and with his added sense he doesn’t feel much of a threat coming from the man. It doesn’t mean he isn’t worried about what can be done, it just means he isn’t fearing for his life.

There’s still a lingering sense of danger, but nothing that hits his chest hard enough as a warning. “You say proper questions, like I haven’t been asking you what it is that you want me to take… Sir.” Peter grins cheekily at that, amusement rolling through him. “I’m less likely to fight if you tell me what’s going on.”

_{Ky didn’t have time for these foolish games.  Stating the – almost to – obvious was not going to get him anywhere. Nor did he feel the need to admit that he absolutely needed assistance from  the Spider.}

_{No, instead, Ky went with what he knew; violence and threats. It was an assured way to either get what he wanted or… at least prove that he had  the ability to do so himself. Either way, he didn’t feel like explaining (what he thought) as the obvious.} 

_{“There is a proper term,” he said, sucking in a deep breath, and then letting it out slowly, “for what I am, but i doubt your little mind would understand it.” In truth, not even Ky understood exactly what he was at times, but… he doubted admitting such things would ever really help his case. Not here and certainly not now.}

_{“More importantly, you haven’t proved to me you’re… worthy to know exactly what’s going, but that could change.” His lips pursed into a thin-line as he thought for a moment. “If you were faced with… enemies on all sides what would you do? More so, imagine these… people who want you dead are your own family members.” He then gestured towards peter. “You see, what I want –  what i need you for – will help me get on an even playing field.”}