He looks over his shoulder at Gamora, scared and grateful at once. She didn't have to do that for him, but she knows he wouldn't have asked himself. Peter wishes he could reach out for her now, but he reluctantly turns back to Steve when he's addressed again. "That's okay, this is more important." And it is. He could have come back to Earth any time, but he never did. He has to live with that, but now his planet needs him, and he's not going to turn his back on them anymore. "Besides, there's no one left for me to reconnect with." Which isn't to say he doesn't want to go back... but he doesn't trust himself now. He wants to show Gamora and the rest of the team his hometown. It can wait until they kick Thanos to the curb. He smiles at the thank you belatedly. "And you're welcome." Hopefully he can make a difference without any powers or enhancements like all these guys seem to have.

And here comes the hard part... trying to lay out their people in a way that doesn't seem completely insane. He takes a breath, trying to regroup and get his head to stop spinning. "I'm surprised they haven't ambushed us yet, honestly. They're probably casing the joint as we speak." Like, actually. Not a joke. Peter levels Tony with a look because that guy seems like he gets things like this. "Gamora can go get Drax and Rocket." He turns his gaze on her once more, nodding that she should probably track them down before actual bad shit starts happening. They listen to her better than him, usually. And God knows where Nebula is, he's trying to avoid having to explain that for as long as he possibly can.