Father/Daughter Woods BadASS Time
Gwen had adopted a whole mood when it came to self-care. She'd never had time to indulge in that back home but seeing as in Starklandia she had a lot more time on her hands it felt like the perfect opportunity to be a little pickier about lotions and face scrubs and bath bombs when she was able to get her hands on any. "I promise I'll try to remember to put in the effort to put it back," she said with a cheeky grin.
Taking down scary weird creepy creatures with Mr. Stark was actually pretty exhilarating but Gwen was beginning to wonder if maybe they'd bitten off more than they could chew. Two of them against an unknown amount of enemies was kind of a lot. They had no way to really know if they were making an actual dent in taking them down or not unless they stuck it out. And as badass as it was to be swinging around fighting alongside Tony, Gwen was ready to be done.
She squeaked in surprise when he swept her up and soon she was flying in a way that was totally different from swinging. "This is so kick ass!" She said as they headed toward the door. Luckily they got through it, and wound up back in the weird house she knew was in Starklandia. "Wow, so not a woodsy retreat."