Not always. I didn't have it when I was here the first time, but it's been about a year since we- bonded. [ it's obvious she doesn't love that word, but that's what it is ] It's definitely something worthy of this messed up little town, but it's not. There are people in my version of New York that create crap like this. Try to replicate the genetics of people with powers. It's so stupid.

[ stupid and dangerous, yeah. he folds his arms and she looks away finally, and she still feels so on edge, like her nerves are raw and sensitive. it's- a lot. telling peter about this is a lot. she never wanted to tell anybody about it here. or back home, either. she told her closest friends and her dad but that was it. nobody had to know about the symbiote, or how it gave her her powers back. but- there's that. and no, she doesn't know this peter that well, but luckily she knows in her gut that she can trust him with it.

and it's not okay, especially if this place can mess with her control over it, but she doesn't have it in her to argue with him about it. she pushes a hand through her hair, which just makes her bangs kind of messy, but whatever. whhaaaatever. ]

I don't- I wanna stay here and help, but I don't think I can go back in there. There's something really messed up about that room. [ based on two very very different encounters she's had now, yikes. but it's obvious she doesn't want to just leave, it goes against every bit of her that wants to help people ] I should go. I can't risk it.