[He snorts at that, still trying to figure out how to picture Erik in everyday life - it does seem kinda weird and so he follows that with a bit of a chuckle. Peter knows literally nothing about his father, that itself is almost funny too. Is he a skim milk kind of guy? What are his feelings on Ritz crackers and cheese? The important grocer's questions.]

He didn't know - doesn't know. About me or my sister. He let my mom before I was born and she didn't tell him... for all the reasons I'm sure we can brainstorm. Don't know how I feel about it but there's not much I can do now, y'know? Other than take what I can into my own hands and... figure it out.

I spent a lot of my life... not doing a lot. I'm still working to shake loser-status.