"I'll always stand between you and anything that wants to hurt you. I don't want to see you upset." He returned her kisses with the same level of impatience, but a steady calm to counter her need. He gave and gave, letting her feel his love and reassurance. And as her forehead rested against his, his thoughts echoed her statements. I love you too, Sarah. I might go and risk my life for strangers every night, but you're the girl I love.
When she asked about the ability, however, Peter drew back a bit, both mentally and physically. He nodded his head, his jaw turning into the feel of her hand. "Anything," he said. "I think. I survived a nuclear explosion. It used to... used to be that... penetration to the brain. I couldn't heal that, if something was lodged in there. But I've met Wolverine since then. So I don't know anymore."