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Yeah, that's exactly it.

[Definitely comfort to be found in a kindred spirit of sorts. To know he's not alone in the stir-crazy feeling is... well, it's reassuring for sure.]

I used to help Un- Donnie in the lab, and he said I could help him here too, so there's that. Training with sensei... I liked learning how to do new things. It made me feel useful, but sometimes it was fun, too. [He pauses, then smiles a bit sheepishly.] Does that sound too much like work still?

You could probably try one of the colleges? [If Casey likes learning that feels like the best space to go.] You'd have classes and learn new stuff pretty much every day.

Its not work, but, it'd make you happy.

Oh... yeah, maybe. I thought about it.

[He fidgets a little, unsure.]

It might depend on how full they are. I'm still kind of iffy with crowds, and I'll probably ask too many questions...

Some schools are pretty packed, but... I think here they'd have room for smaller classes? [He offers back encouragingly.]

If it helps, school is all about asking questions.

Mm... that helps.

[A place to learn and ask questions- it's definitely a good place for him these days. Still makes him feel a bit antsy, but...]

I'll think about it. Thanks.

Yeah, take your time to think about it. All we have here is time. [Peter offers back easily.] I know I keep wanting to check them out, but the dorm part kind of makes me hesitate. I don't want to live apart from Leo.

I could take a couple classes too with you, if you wanted a study buddy. Ned and I did that with a few shared classes.

[Wait, hang on.]

Do you have to live in the dorms to go to school?

For colleges its an option. [Peter says with a shrug in kind.] Most American high schools don't do that. Here it seems like the dorms are a good idea to be close to the school.

[Peter nearly continues with that thought, only to be sidetracked as his name is called from the sushi stall.]

Lemme go grab the food. I'll be right back. [Peter pushes himself up from his seat, drifting back towards the stall.

When he returns, well, he returns with two comically large plates of sushi and tempura. He sets the plates down gingerly on the table, laying out the utensils and napkins as well.] Here, this should be enough for both of us.

[Casey is left to mull over his options as Peter gets the food, still unsure, but the moment all that food is dropped down onto the table, all thoughts of school are banished. Casey leans in at once, eyes wide, taking in the sight. To his inexperienced eyes, it looks so strange! Meat and rice wrapped in leaf? (People ate leaves even in the past??) And food coated in something crispy... he doesn't know where to start. But-]

It smells amazing... [He ducks his head down so that his nose is practically level with the table, getting up close to it all.] It looks so fancy, too.

Sushi is definitely like- a fancier meal for sure. At least in New York. [Peter offers back with a shrug. He looks over the food before he picks up a pair of chopsticks to break apart. He shakes off some loose bits of wood from the sticks before plucking up one of the rolls.]

May and I usually got Thai food way more often since there was a place near our old apartment, before we moved anyway.

[Casey watches him with the chopsticks, taking his own set and following suit once he's seen the whole process. He's eaten with chopsticks before, but never the fresh, break-apart versions.]

What food?

[Like food tied up?? Yeah that one went right over his head.]

Thai Food, it's- another cultural food. Like, this is culturally Japanese. [Peter says in kind, not surprised Casey doesn't know. He's still learning well, everything.]

Oh, Thai. [He says like he knows anything about that. Sure didn't exist in his world. But it's one more thing to add to the list- maybe he'll find recipes somewhere, who knows.] There sure are a lot of cultures...

[He's not quite sure he's ready to eat the sushi leaf yet (seriously why is it leaf) so he picks one of the tempura, taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully for all of 2 seconds. Then he stuffs another two in his mouth. THAT'S REAL GOOD-]

The world, our world- is really huge. There are so many cultures and places to see. [Peter hasn't seen what the turtles and Casey's New York is like yet, but he'll fold it in as his own without much thought. He's coming back with them, so, it's home.

He is talking whilst eating, casual as can be.] I always wanted to travel, but I only ever went to Germany with Mr. Stark when I was like fourteen.

If you want to make anything spicey, there is wasabi too, but, you need a teeny tiny amount of it on food for it to kick in. [He gestures at the dab of wasabi on the shared plate between them.]

The world always seemed so small to me. We couldn't travel very far out of the New York, since being above ground over a long distance was dangerous, especially if we tried to move a bigger group. I've never been out of state. Even if we'd gone anywhere, it wouldn't matter- everything looked the same by my time, anyway. Just a lot of dead empty space.

[He's never had spicey food before, but today is a day to be adventurous! So he smears a bit of the wasabi over a piece of sushi. Thankfully he follows Peter's advice and only adds a small amount. Otherwise he might've taken half the glob.]

I think I'd like to travel one day, too. So much of what I've heard sounds amazing.

Thankfully, the world is... a lot bigger than that. A lot less dangerous in some ways. I'm glad you get to see more of it in a different light. [Peter says quietly back with a brief frown, trying to picture what Casey had lived through, had grown up in.

It sounds... horrible, but, Casey doesn't need someone to just outright say that. He's already aware. He's dealing with the culture shock already.] To be fair, I don't know what the version of New York you guys are from is like exactly. Leo can be a little specific about what he tells me.

[He has noticed his boyfriend's tendency to pick and choose what is told to him. He's letting it be in the moment.]

[Casey's tone as he speaks of it is a mixture of reluctance and matter-of-fact simplicity; he knows it's horrible, but for him it was normal. It's a world of peace that is new and unusual to him, leaving him far more floundering than he'd like.

He considers the comment on New York, and Leo. Hmm.]

I'm not much use for that, I only saw it for maybe half a day before coming here, and most of that was spent fighting. It seemed... fine? Really loud, and way too many people. Everything was intact and there were lights everywhere you looked. [He can guess why it would be hard for Leo to talk about it, though. Things were very intense, the last time any of them were there.] You might get a more clinical description from Donnie.

[He plops the sushi into his mouth.]

[-and then lurches right backwards, falling off the picnic bench, laid flat in the grass.]

-Burning! It's burning! The sushi attacked me, be careful!

[Yeah, the wasabi's new.]

[He had some semblance of a reply in mind, then Casey falls off the bench onto the ground.]

...That would be the wasabi, actually. [Peter is relieved Casey isn't actually hurt or anything.] Do you want me to grab you some water...?

[Casey crawls his way back up onto the bench, reaching to accept the water and chugging a good half of it. It does help quite a bit, actually, so after a moment he draws it back with a heavy exhale.]

Phew... you weren't kidding...

[Maybe he'd better take it easy on the spicy stuff for now.]

That was towards the higher end of the spicy scale, so, uh- next time we'll go with something way more mild. [Peter offers back with a sympathetic scrunch of his nose.]

I'm glad I at least warned you a little before hand. [Peter could guess if Casey did a full dab, he would've keeled over.]

[He would be deceased. He's just going to try a sushi without the wasabi this time.]

So that's spice, huh. [Flavoured food sure is, uh. Adventurous. It's not a bad thing though, now that the surprise has worn off.] Where were we...?

Its one kind of spice. There are like a big variety of spicy or hot food. [Peter reaches out to pluck up a piece of sushi with his chopsticks from the plate to pop into his mouth.]

Mostly talking about New York. Nothing super serious at least.

Oh right, New York. I hope it's as nice as everyone makes it out to be. It was really... intense above ground, from what little I saw.

[He fidgets a bit.]

...Do you think they'd let me stay in the lair with them? At least for a little while...

[Peter is quite as he chews thoughtfully, May's insistence on some manners at least sticking around with the eighteen year old.]

I mean, you're family, so I don't see why they wouldn't let you stay? [He says this plainly enough, not aware of Casey's complicated history with Leo, much less the tangled mess of everything that's happened. He just feels like the Hamato's wouldn't want Casey to leave.] Leo is bringing me back with him, so, we'd both be adjusting to the lair.

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