Re: in-person: pete/gwen
[As soon as the window's unlatched Peter slides in, over the ledge, totally ninja-like.] My speed is fine, Gwen Stacy. [It's a whisper, one that tries for teasing but... kind of fails. His eyes were full of worry, brow creased in concern. It practically rolls of him in waves. Because he can't stop thinking that he almost lost her, again. That he wasn't there, again. He slips the bag off his shoulder, keeping it obscured by the chair, and peers around to get a look at the nurse.]
Okay. You... change, and I'll distract her. [Simplifying what needs to be done, maybe, but hey... it's a start. And webs are helpful, because one snikt and he can go up. Ceilings are way sneakier.]