[ Gwen sees Peter wince, heard him going ow and knows before she asks this question that sheβs not going to leave him out there, injured in the cold. But with her arms tight across her chest, eyes burning hot with fresh tears, she asks, anyway: ]
Will you say more than two words to me if I let you in?
[of course she didn't buy that, and of course she's mad at him. who wouldn't be? he's mad at him, and he's wondering, again, if it wouldn't be better for him to just disappear somewhere.
as far as he knows, though, he's not capable of that, he's not the invisible spider-man, just spider-man, so this is what they have. this second, this conversation.]
Yeah.
[it's so cold that his breath clouds in front of him with the word. peter nods, furiously.]
[ Gwen gives a jerky nod, then opens the window wide enough for Peter to come through. Like he used to, back home, but sheβll never get to go home again.
She steps back, shivering, and wipes the backs of her hands across her eyes. Stays quiet, biting the inside of her lip, her eyes on him. She is going to wait for him to say something first. ]
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Will you say more than two words to me if I let you in?
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as far as he knows, though, he's not capable of that, he's not the invisible spider-man, just spider-man, so this is what they have. this second, this conversation.]
Yeah.
[it's so cold that his breath clouds in front of him with the word. peter nods, furiously.]
Yeah, promise.
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She steps back, shivering, and wipes the backs of her hands across her eyes. Stays quiet, biting the inside of her lip, her eyes on him. She is going to wait for him to say something first. ]