"That's part of it, really. I don't have a problem with it. I go out, risking my life, and I think nothing of it. Even when I'm thinking of it, I don't see a problem. Until I realize that I don't see a problem, at least. I've been shot three times. I've been threatened, tortured, a freaking clone of me killed one of my best friends, and I've been beaten near to death on a few occasions... and the only thing I would change at all is letting that one guy go. You can't tell me that's normal." Peter thought for a moment. "I also would have trusted a few people a bit less. That would havebeen a good idea."

"Also, there was last week when I took a stroll through the park when I knew it was dangerous. I still argue that was stupid."