I don't know, I can't remember. [ he asked her if he did anything, but she doesn't- think so? she doesn't even remember seeing him tonight before right now. she rubs the heels of her hands into her eyes, huffing a breath. get it together, stacy.

she finally braces her hands on the ground so she can pick herself up, and it's getting easier to chill out. sort of. easier to push the symbiote to the back of her mind again, at least, and her face doesn't look so different anymore. her eyes are wet, but she's not really crying. just- overwhelmed. her eyes drop to his sleeve almost right away though, the red stained there ]

Did I hurt you?

[ she asks again, because that's- unacceptable, and unforgivable, and she takes two steps towards him before she stops herself, hands out at her sides. oh, god. ]

You probably didn't do anything. I mean, it's not your fault. No matter what just happened, it wasn't your fault, okay? [ she thinks back to her miiiild freak-out when she met the other peter parker, how her emotions got the best of her, jumped to threat and liar instead of friend. maybe something- no. she never just forgets what made the symbiote so mad it could take over like that. ]