What’s meant to be a word catches in his throat(a curse, presumably ), instead rolling past his lips as some sort of strangled noise as he stares wide-eyed at the white haired teen. He’s looking at a poster hanging on the backside of his door, something that’s been hanging so long he almost forgets it’s there until brought to his attention. Perhaps he shouldn’t be so surprised, given the other boy’s abilities, but Jeremy’s strong point isn’t exactly connecting the dots of reality.
“Wh– Tommy, what? How have you– when did you– who did you– Tommy, what?!”
ALL THINGS CONSIDERED , THIS ISN’T a reaction he didn’t expect from jeremy . the guy was alright but the fact that he was also a massive nerd was pretty obvious what with his bedroom graffitied in posters & knick knacks . also his entire physique didn’t help him much . despite this , tommy’s response still includes an eye roll . ❝in new yorki used to hang around some kids & we’d help the avengers out sometimes . ‘til like two years ago some stuff happened & they all bailed . i technically still have access to the avengers mansion though so there’s that .❞
