[Please Hold. Peter's Internal Fanboying is going to need just a moment to fan itself after hugging its mental pillow and sighing like a girl. Captain America... wants to work with him?

The biggest, best, most famous hero, the guy in the suit from the comics, the real, live war vet wanted to work with seventeen-year-old, skinny, geeky Peter Parker?

Well, no, he wanted to work with Spider-man, obviously. But, yanno, still. Same thing, mostly.

Taking a breath and a moment to reply, Peter's face might belay some of his unabashed thrill at the idea, even as he quips,]

Well, sure. But only if you think you can keep up with me, old guy. I don't want you breakin' anything, now...

And you can trust me.

[He nods, a little more serious there.]

One-hundred and ten percent.