[ Peter merely glances down at her hand when she makes contact, a tad surprised but not displeased. But then the moment passes, and he allows it to.

He hums quietly in acknowledgment. Truth be told, this entire thing is ridiculously out of his wheelhouse. Peter's less of a problem solver and more of a reactor. There are better, smarter people who can unravel this mystery, he knows; better for him to be aimed and pointed, like a weapon. ]

I wish I could give you more info. All I can tell you is, if the Nova Corps knew anything about this, they'd be flying their troops in quicker than you could snap your fingers.