Father/Daughter Woods BadASS Time
When she had time to look back on the experience, no, this wasn't all that bad. Weird creature saliva aside, this was a whole new dynamic that could be added to the connection she shared with Tony. Gwen hadn't really had a lot of experience fighting along side anyone else. Solo was her normal style, so this was nice. And the fact that it was her dad, well, it made her feel more confident. Not like she had to prove it to him that she was just as good of a Spiderling as the others but empowered because she got to show him what she could do even without her suit.
And, you know, Iron Man was just kind of badass to see in action.
"Oh I know you have it. But would you share?" She teased, as she swung herself back up by a branch to knock one of the creatures out by kicking it in the jaw and trapping it in more webbing.
"'cause if you will, then we're totally having another House of Stark Spa day." Gwen had loved that day. Fluffy robes and legos. And time. That was what she wanted most. Just time. "But okay, have we made a dent in these things yet?" She asked. "Wait -- is that, over there?" She pointed. "Is that a door? Or a misshaped tree?"