"That's exactly what I mean," said Mary Jane, twirling her hair around her fingers and tugging. "I mean... sort of, right? I'm scared for her, not of her. And here's the thing. Her dad has this crazy guilt complex and feels compelled to wear a spandex suit and save the world.. it's hard enough for me to deal with Peter doing it, but what's going to happen in fifteen years when May decides she wants to be just like her dad? The two of them have this insane bond that I can't even begin to understand, Pete says it's a... it's a spider-sense thing. And yeah, I'm jealous of that, and... I'm scared about her putting herself in danger because she feels like she has some responsibility to save people. It's like being afraid of your kid becoming a police officer or a firefighter... except she's going to think she can handle it all by herself and she'll be taking on the big guys when the cops and firemen fail. Just like Peter. And so----yeah, I wish she wouldn't turn out to have powers. I don't want her getting killed. I don't want her... tortured like Peter is."
She scrunched her nose and glanced back at Kitty again, lifting her head a little. "And maybe I'm being selfish in thinking that I want a daughter who I can relate to, someone who's like me." Leaning back again, she rolled over to reach for her drink. "I mean, you're a mutant, Kitty----wouldn't you want a mutant son or daughter?"