[ Peter's head turns, pausing at her wrist, and then at the pizza box, and then staring at the length of string that had kept the two things bonded together.
His mouth doesn't quite open into an 'O' because ... something about this? Something about all of this? Her confession, the little demonstration? It just makes sense. It's a surprise, yeah - sure, definitely, but it's also ... whoa.
He shakes himself out of his still-stunned reverie, swallowing and gesturing to the webbing and then remembers the last time she was here in Deerington, when hthey'd both wound up at the amusement park and he somehow found himself roped into the circus performance one night. He doesn't remember a whole lot about that whole experience other than it was probably embarrassing and he could have died, but he does remember someone saving him. He'd chalked it up to some other Spider-Man having saved him from tumbling to his doom, but it hadn't been a man at all.
Now it all makes a whole lot of crazy weird sense.
It was - ] - you. [ Probably confusing if he leaves it at that, so he continues in hushed tones. ] Last time at the circus. That was you, wasn't it?
[ her eyes are just kinda big round saucers while she waits for his reaction, because maybe how he takes this means more to her than she'll ever let on. the you makes her mouth twist up a bit, because huh? but- ]
Oh! Yeah, yes. That was me. [ she gives him a bright smile before she's opening the pizza box between them, four fresh-as-hell slices of pizza shining there in that little box. so greasy. so beautiful. she's like, actually distracted by it for a second. but no, this is important. ] I could be way cooler about it and not take credit, but it totally was, I won't lie. [ a beat ] You were falling! I didn't want you to get hurt. So I just- reacted. But like, I wasn't wearing my mask, and I didn't- That's the only reason why I left so fast. I mean, you found me anyway, but-
[ whatever, she waves her hand again ]
Yes, that was me. Is the short answer to your question.
That was awesome. I mean, you really saved me back then and I never got to thank you. [ Beat. ] Mostly 'cause I had no idea who saved me to begin with, but. I guess I always thought -
[ He shakes his head. ]
So you're like - you can do ... everything a spider can? [ God, that sounds so stupid. ] I mean, with the webslinging and the sticking to walls and stuff.
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It's webbing. It's webbing. That's definitely webbing.
His mouth doesn't quite open into an 'O' because ... something about this? Something about all of this? Her confession, the little demonstration? It just makes sense. It's a surprise, yeah - sure, definitely, but it's also ... whoa.
He shakes himself out of his still-stunned reverie, swallowing and gesturing to the webbing and then remembers the last time she was here in Deerington, when hthey'd both wound up at the amusement park and he somehow found himself roped into the circus performance one night. He doesn't remember a whole lot about that whole experience other than it was probably embarrassing and he could have died, but he does remember someone saving him. He'd chalked it up to some other Spider-Man having saved him from tumbling to his doom, but it hadn't been a man at all.
Now it all makes a whole lot of crazy weird sense.
It was - ] - you. [ Probably confusing if he leaves it at that, so he continues in hushed tones. ] Last time at the circus. That was you, wasn't it?
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Oh! Yeah, yes. That was me. [ she gives him a bright smile before she's opening the pizza box between them, four fresh-as-hell slices of pizza shining there in that little box. so greasy. so beautiful. she's like, actually distracted by it for a second. but no, this is important. ] I could be way cooler about it and not take credit, but it totally was, I won't lie. [ a beat ] You were falling! I didn't want you to get hurt. So I just- reacted. But like, I wasn't wearing my mask, and I didn't- That's the only reason why I left so fast. I mean, you found me anyway, but-
[ whatever, she waves her hand again ]
Yes, that was me. Is the short answer to your question.
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[ He shakes his head. ]
So you're like - you can do ... everything a spider can? [ God, that sounds so stupid. ] I mean, with the webslinging and the sticking to walls and stuff.