[ children. he actually freezes, dropping her hand after his own gets clammy. he's getting tunnel vision -- all because she's teasing him. he knows she is, but it's still getting under his skin, which he supposes is the point. oh well, what sells marriage more than bickering in public right? ]

I won't fight about this again, love muffin. [ peter crosses his arms across his chest and walks a little apart from her now, vision skirting around her face but never settling in for eye contact. he's good at acting upset; he's had a lot of experience to draw from. ] You know I can't... I would if I could, you know I want to.

[ he scrunches up his face. ] You said it didn't make me any less of a man, but here you are! Always calling me out on something beyond my control.

[ there, gamora. how's that for drama? amusement is sparkling in the corner of his eye, but to the casual observer he's definitely having a scene all his own right here in the street. ]