[ He takes a breath, trying to remember how Tivan had described them and what Mantis had shared of the events leading up to Titan.

His gaze flicks to the kid again, measuring and considering, trying to decide if the kid can really handle this info dumb – not intellectually, because Pete seems smart as hell, but emotionally, because this is potentially some heavy shit.

... But, Peter figures. Little Pete did ask, so... ]

They're these little gems. Six of them, reflecting different aspects of the universe. They're supposed to be literally older than existence and super powerful. Celestials used to wield them, I think, but beyond them, anyone who touches them with their bare hands tends to be obliterated by them.

[ Peter doesn't realize it, but his left hand clenches into a tight fist. Briefly, he thinks of Ego, thinks of the weird mix of pride and awe on that psychopathic bastard's face when he mentioned what he had heard of Peter wielding the Infinity Stone on Xandar.

He shoves the image out of his mind. ]

Individually, they're dangerous. Together, though, they're— well. They can be universe-ending. Practically unstoppable.

[ A beat. ]

You can guess what Thanos is after.