”Please don’t call me that again.”
[ Awkward. Looks like Matt wasn’t the only guy with unresolved daddy issues. Seemed to be a reoccurring theme among superheroes, Matt’s just had to take that extra bit of luggage with him. Of course Matt notes the sarcasm, but instead of going into it he just dismisses it. ]
“Go home, kid.”
" It’s America. Last time I checked , I don’t have to listen to you. Part of my freedom. I’m sure Captain America will preach for me on that. “
[ Harry grits his teeth. He doesn’t mean to get this snappy – but it’s been a long day. Sure he may sound like a spoiled brat , but he doesn’t even care right now. He’s been stressed beyond belief and that’s probably what makes him snap on Matt. ]
” And stop treating me like a fucking kid. Stop calling me a kid. I get enough of that bullshit at Oscorp. I’m not an idiot , I know they think and talk about how I’m some spoiled stuck up brat that has no right to take his father’s place – but for once , can I feel like I’m a fucking adult? Just once? Because honestly , I hate everything here and I hate that despite the fact I’m dying , everyone expects so fucking much from me. I didn’t even ask for this. I don’t want this. “