Re: log: carnage comes home
Coming back from the dead would upset anyone. Peter could easily explain her worry that way, chalk up the unsteadiness and the distance in her eyes to trauma, because he had no idea how this'd happened or what she'd gone through before ending up in his bed. Then again, it might not be Gwen at all. Wanting to believe something didn't make it true. But one thing was clear—she wanted Flash here. Which, maybe, was a good idea. Worst case scenario, it'd be Venom and Spider-Man against... whatever she was. Best case? It really was Gwen, alive, and they could keep her safe.
"Okay." He let go of her hand and turned, slightly apprehensive about having his back to her but, hey, he had to find his phone. Which was on the table, buried under some haphazardly tossed clothes. need you to come to my place ASAP he typed, but hesitated before pressing send.
Gwen didn't have green eyes. Peter kept coming back to that.
might be trouble, not sure yet.
There. Better. Send, and he looked up and over at her. "He'll come. Don't worry, okay? Everything's gonna be fine." As if to prove it, he moved closer to the bed and sat.