Peter Parker | Gwen Stacy
Gwen knew that look. She'd made that face before. Probably a lot before she was brought to Starklandia. It was that sort of look when everything felt like it was falling apart and you were falling right along with it and you have to stand there looking like you're fine because you don't want to worry anyone else or even begin to process what you'd just been through because it was all too much. If she had to guess, that plate of food was a lifeline right now.
It wasn't her place; not really. But she knew what this particular Peter meant to Mr. Stark. And she also hoped that they could come to mean something to each other. Ever since the beginning, the Spiderlings had been their own little clutter and family. Others had come and gone, but that didn't make it any less important when someone else showed up.
And... she couldn't help it. Gwen had a soft spot for any Peter Parker she met. None of them were the Peter she grew up with but they were all special to her. "Hi Peter," she said, as she approached him with a small smile on her face.