Re: Log, ex-pizza party: Peter P & MJ W
[Geez, sometimes he really didn't get girls. One minute MJ was pushing him away and the next she was moving closer-- but right, she was upset. She didn't have to make sense. Peter relaxed a little, slightly less wary that he'd somehow managed to make things worse.] Yeah. It's... been kind of insane lately. [Ha. That was an understatement. Mr. Osborn's murder, Harry losing if, the other MJ dying... he didn't want to think about the way her body had looked in that facility, or how cold she'd been. Yeah, no, totally not thinking about it.
Okay. So she knew Goblin, maybe this wouldn't completely blindside her. Again, he was left searching for words, but then MJ was taking his hand out of his pocket and holding it in hers. He blinked at her.] He is. Well, was. That's what the serum did. [Because that was what she was asking, right?]