[ this isn't happening. this isn't happening. this isn't happening.
except that it is happening, or it already happened, and this is her brain catching up in the aftermath. but the aftermath of what? she peeks back behind her, trying to see where she came from, and the way the doors behind her are burst open shows that yeah, okay. she just left there. but why can't she remember? usually, with gwenom, she remembers what she did, even if she was just there for the ride, watching in horror. but this is... different.
and that muffled voice is definitely peter's. which.. should be comforting. but it's not. at all. she doesn't scramble away, but she moves to sit on her butt, moving back away from him a bit, eyes squinted like she's relearning her spider-senses again ]
What? [ what. not just that she can't hear him clearly, but what the hell is he talking about? her head hurts. the reality of things will click, eventually. she's not really looking at him yet, doesn't notice his hands ready to shoot, how defensive he looks. she's still processing, still so damn mad, and she doesn't know why ] We- [ focus. her teeth are gritted tight. ] You need to get away from me, we're not- I'm not- [ the symbiote isn't reaching out, but it's still moving over her skin, like it's trying to figure out what to do. or trying to fight against gwen's determination to push it away. ]
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except that it is happening, or it already happened, and this is her brain catching up in the aftermath. but the aftermath of what? she peeks back behind her, trying to see where she came from, and the way the doors behind her are burst open shows that yeah, okay. she just left there. but why can't she remember? usually, with gwenom, she remembers what she did, even if she was just there for the ride, watching in horror. but this is... different.
and that muffled voice is definitely peter's. which.. should be comforting. but it's not. at all. she doesn't scramble away, but she moves to sit on her butt, moving back away from him a bit, eyes squinted like she's relearning her spider-senses again ]
What? [ what. not just that she can't hear him clearly, but what the hell is he talking about? her head hurts. the reality of things will click, eventually. she's not really looking at him yet, doesn't notice his hands ready to shoot, how defensive he looks. she's still processing, still so damn mad, and she doesn't know why ] We- [ focus. her teeth are gritted tight. ] You need to get away from me, we're not- I'm not- [ the symbiote isn't reaching out, but it's still moving over her skin, like it's trying to figure out what to do. or trying to fight against gwen's determination to push it away. ]