So some Legends received different traits than others? Interesting, something to note, though Peter sets aside the idle curiosity for now.

“I’ve never been that great at calm,” Peter admits, something of a sheepish smile tinging the edges of his mouth. He does try to take the advice, taking a deep breath and holding it in for a second before slowly breathing back out. It reminds him of the exercises he used to use for panic attacks, pre-bite. If May were around, she’d hold his hand as Rue was, or offer him a pillow to breathe into - to slow down the panicked gulps of air.

After a moment, he peeks open one eye - still orange, but at least a little less glowy than before. “…did it work?”