Re: Peter & Sabrina - Box duty
"Teleport? Nice." Peter shot her an impressed look and a small smile. "That's gotta be handy."
He fell into step alongside her as they made their way back towards the second pile. A part of Peter wondered if they were doing this for any purpose, or if the box-moving was just to keep them busy. Or wear them down, he thought, glancing towards some of the 'real' prisoners trailing along with them.
"I didn't bring any out with me, did you?" He muttered back. "I mean, surely those guys have got something," Peter nodded slyly in the direction of the robots who were overseeing them. "Not sure they seem super worried about keeping us safe, though..." He adjusted his grip on the box a little, trying to use it to hide the way he was looking around. That prickling was growing, tingling up his whole spine. Peter's spider-tingle (thanks May) kept dragging his attention to the right, although he couldn't see anything. Yet.
He really hoped they wouldn't have to try and face off with some starving, blood-thirsty animal. For one thing, he didn't think he'd be able to sell that to Mr Stark as 'staying under the radar'.
"Is there a way to do that without giving outselves away?"