[Peter grins and chuckles at the whole 'baby' comment. He feels too old to be considered any kind of youth anymore but he knows that how he feels doesn't change the fact that he seemingly has perpetual babyface. He thinks of MJ and Ned teasing him for it, and his chest aches, the way it always does, when he thinks of all he's lost.]

I'm eighteen, and you? I definitely feel younger just by sitting in this bar. Maybe we can stick it out and be babies together.

[He can't even seem to grow facial hair, though, who knows? Maybe in this place, he will. He's kind of always wanted a beard, like the dwarves in Lord of the Rings.

A thought occurs to him a moment later, and he considers Tyler with a curious look, tilting his head in the process.]

Did you come through one of those rifts too?