He flushes a little, disguising it behind another bite of pie. He likes being her exception -- he doesn't think he needs to point out that she's his, too. "Given that he's Captain freaking America... yeah. They'd mind." He shakes his head fondly, glad Nebula finally came out to greet their new friends. That was the meeting he'd been most worried about, but she didn't even try to taze anyone so he's calling it a complete win. Peter edges a little closer so their arms brush while they eat.