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Harry Osborn (goblinglider) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-11-26 02:03:00

Entry tags:

gwen stacy, harry osborn (msm), peter parker (mcu)

WHO: Harry Osborn and OTM
WHAT: Harry’s a confused, slightly panicky Hobgoblin
WHERE: Town Square
WHEN: Monday night/Tuesday morning
RATING: Low

Peter had once said that he kept his identity a secret because he knew that Norman hated Spider-Man. He knew that the businessman would stop at nothing to see he was destroyed. If Harry knew his secret, then it was likely that he would be put in a position where he would have to choose. Peter or Norman. His best friend or his father. It was an impossible decision. One he didn’t know how to make. One he wished he didn’t have to make.

“Harry! Get me out of these things!”

“Harry, please! Come with me. I’m your father!”

They were both yelling. Both in danger. Both in need of him to decide. His father trapped beneath debris; his best friend pinned to a wall in restraints he’d designed but that his father had used. He couldn’t do this. It wasn’t an easy decision no matter how he looked at it. Peter was his best friend. The one who was always there for him, the one who always had his back, but Norman was his father. Sure, their relationship was complicated. He’d gotten Harry suspended from Horizon High in order to keep a closer eye on him, he’d been taking advantage of Harry’s blackouts to attack Spider-Man while framing him. He’d made Harry think he was going crazy. Despite all of that… Norman was still his father. Harry still loved him. He still remembered what it felt like to lose him the first time, to be reunited with him only to watch him degenerate. He couldn’t do that again. He couldn’t lose him again. So, Harry moved. He picked up his flame sword and helped pull his father out of the rubble. There were no thanks, no hugs, no surprise that Harry had seemingly picked him. Just an order.

“Now, destroy Spider-Man. Fulfill the Osborn legacy.”

The sword crackled to life in his hands and Peter begged him not to, he flinched, as if Harry would ever actually hurt him. As if Harry could take the life of his best friend. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t. The sword sliced through the restraints, freeing a confused Spider-Man. For a moment all Harry could do was smile at the other. He wasn’t sure if this was making a choice. If he was choosing Peter and their friendship over his father or if he was still hopeful that he could have both. Turning around he decided to keep going. To keep being brave. “I can’t dad!” He said, before steeling his resolve and tossing the sword away. “I mean. I won’t.”

The look on Norman’s face was one he was used to. One that still hurt and would always hurt no matter how many times he saw it. No matter what he knew about his father and the kind of person he was. Angry disappointment. “Then you’ve failed me and deserve what you’ve wrought.” He spat out. Angry. Hateful. Before Harry could see where this went, if he would now have to fight his own father, something behind him exploded and Harry watched as his father disappeared in fire, smoke, and debris for a second time. This time, however, there’s no anger. No one to wrongfully blame. It hurt but there was nothing left to do but move on. “We have to get out of here.”

He chanced a look back on his way out, watched as the building burned. He closed his eyes for a moment and only a moment but, when he opened them again, it was gone. The abandoned lab, New York, Spider-Man. It was just Harry, alone on his glider in the middle of a street covered in snow. Had he… had he blacked out again? His father had lied about a lot of things but maybe there was some truth to that. Maybe. He looked around frantic and, maybe, a little scared.

“Pete?!” He called to the empty street before remembering what the other had said that morning. Had it only been that morning? “Spider-Man! Come on! I know you’re around here.” He had to be.

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-11-26 01:52 pm UTC (link)

It was her, but it wasn't her. It wasn't the first time she had to explain it, but she had to treat it like it was the first time he was hearing it. God, she'd missed Harry. She'd cared about him so much, and though they'd not been as close as her and Peter she still considered him one of her best friends before everything went to hell. To see him, even if he wasn't her Harry, filled her heart with so much nostalgia and longing. The glider though; that wasn't a memory she wanted to keep. Especially since right before she'd come here, she'd been with a Peter Parker who'd become the Hobgoblin. She didn't like that thing.

But Harry wasn't dangerous. Not that she could tell. Her Spider senses weren't going crazy or anything. He just seemed confused and lost, and that was something to be expected in a place like this.

Gwen was bundled up in her coat and had been about to go home, having worked late at Van Dyne's because Q-Tee decided she was going to fold all the socks mismatched. And while she knew Sirius' not-husband-but-might-as-well-be always wore his mismatched, that didn't mean the rest of the town wanted their socks to not match. She'd spent the last two hours unfolding and refolding pairs while her bot took a break.

"Yeah, it's me," she said. "Not the me you know, I'm sure, but it's me. I'm Gwen." She smiled a little; it took a lot for her not to just reach out and hug him. She wanted to, very much. "This place, why I'm me but not me, it's a lot. You want to come into the shop with me? It's snowing like crazy out here. I can explain it to you. Or try."

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goblinglider
2019-11-26 05:44 pm UTC (link)

He wasn't dangerous, not anymore and not to her. A lot of the anger he'd felt had been directed at Spider-Man. It didn't really extend to his friends and it certainly had never been directed at Gwen even when he was at his worst. Maybe he'd been a little surprised when he'd seen her in the costume, a little upset, but he hadn't assumed she was a menace. He hadn't immediately thought New York would be a better place if she just went away.

"I figured." He admitted. And that was a little confusing, a little disappointing, but it was okay too. She was still Gwen and she knew him. Or she knew a version of him. He wasn't completely alone. He would've accepted the hug without complaint if it was offered. His father had never been the affectionate sort but Harry was and Harry sort of needed it right now.

Looking from her to the shop he nodded. There was actually no way the two of them could have much of a conversation out in the middle of the snow. Not with as hard as it was snowing either. Going inside was the better option. He wouldn't worry about her getting cold even if she was bundled up. He was slightly worried about the glider though. He didn't like the idea of just leaving it out in the middle of the street. "Just... give me one sec." He murmured tapping on the controls in his gauntlet to let it hover just over the building for awhile. He was pretty sure no one was going to steal it. "I really have to redesign that thing." He said. "I'm just realizing what a pain it's going to be."

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-11-26 07:22 pm UTC (link)

Gwen was genuinely happy he was there. A version of him who wasn't intent to kill her was a good thing, but since he wasn't the Harry she knew it meant she had a lot of questions. She was sure he had questions too, and hopefully she could give him at least some answers. Gwen didn't have them all herself but really, no one here did. They could all answer things to a certain extent, but there was also a bit of an open ended conclusion.

Maybe she'd hug him. She wanted to. Later, probably, if the situation called for it or just because. Hugs were good. Hugs were always welcome. After being so shut off from people prior to her arrival here, she thrived on that sort of affection. Sirius, bless him, was always good for a lot of hugs. She hugged Tony every single morning and every single night, and sometimes in between. It was highly probable Harry was getting one before their conversation ended.

She waited while he got the glider to where it needed to be, and then nodded in the direction of the door she came out of. He was going to need clothes anyway now that he was here. "This way," she said, and led him into Van Dyne's. Gwen turned the lights back on and took her coat off, then hung it up by the door. "God, Harry, it really is you," she said, and couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure you have questions. You already asked what this place is so I can start there. The answer is.. we don't really know? I mean, we're guessing it's like a pocket universe, split off from the multiverse. People from all over, even different versions of the same person are being brought here. You were calling for Peter, right? Well, there are two of them here right now. From completely different worlds and different times in their lives."

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goblinglider
2019-11-26 10:17 pm UTC (link)

If he had been feeling a little awkward before seeing her smile only managed to set him at ease. This wasn't his Gwen, no, but she was still Gwen. Having her around went a long way towards making him feel less alone here. It would be better if Peter was there with him but it didn't look like he was. "Yeah." He said. "It's really me." It was nice to have someone who appeared to be happy to see him. He'd sort of distanced himself from the entire Horizon High crowd after awhile. His father hadn't really wanted him hanging out with them. Norman had insisted they rival schools. That friendship and cooperation just wasn't possible. He didn't have to worry about any of that now. The Academy and Norman were both gone.

And he wasn't about to focus on that. He could mope and feel sorry for himself later. When Gwen wasn't around and smiling at him because she was happy to see him. He'd worry about it when he was, inevitably, on his own again. There were more important things to worry about like the fact that they were, apparently, in some sort of pocket universe and that there were two Peter Parkers here. He could come back to that in a moment. "Okay. I guess that makes sense." Sort of? This wasn't really his field of expertise. Harry was a chemist that sort of dabbled in everything else.

"I can't say I'm loving the idea of different versions of the same person." He admitted. Mostly he was thinking about the possibility of running into another version of himself or two versions of his father. "I can think of a few people I wouldn't want to run into twice." He offered her a frown. She knew him so she knew his family and would know exactly who he was talking about. His relationship with Norman was always going to be complicated. "But... two Peters? Really? I can hardly keep up with one." It brought a smile to his face though. Peter had been right behind him but if this place pulled people from their worlds without regard for time then, maybe, his Peter was there after all.

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-11-27 07:52 pm UTC (link)

Gwen missed her friendship with Harry, very much. After Peter's death, she'd wanted so much to go to Harry because he was familiar, someone who'd known and cared about Peter and could cry with her. But Harry was gone. He'd left and she didn't see him again for two years. It was for the best, she guessed, that he was gone. Because then no one who hated Spider-Woman could use him against her the way her dad and her other friends had been. Of course, him coming back with a plan to kill Spider-Woman wasn't exactly the reunion she'd hoped for, but seeing Harry now, like this. Not her Harry, but still Harry, all she felt was happiness, if not a little nostalgia.

When she went home later, she'd probably cry. Hidden away in her room with the door closed so that meant The Men in the house stayed out and maybe only Natasha might be allowed in. But for now she was all smiles because finally there was another person here who knew someone like her, enough that he too seemed happy enough to see her. That felt good. The Gwen from his world must have been a friend, she hoped.

"Yeah, two Peters," she said. "We've had more than that at certain points in time, if you can imagine. The two who are here, though, they're both great. I'm sure you could've guessed. It's hard to be Peter Parker and not be special." Her own hadn't realized it, but she'd always known it to be true. "So um.. This clothing shop, I run it. You should pick some clothes out. You're gonna need some stuff to wear because we're all kinda stuck here until whatever brought us here decides to send us back. I just got some coats and winter wear in so that was good timing after the snow decided to descend. Oh -- and the shops here don't require money. We all just kind of pitch in and do stuff around town to call it even."

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goblinglider
2019-11-27 11:09 pm UTC (link)

The Gwen from his world was a friend. She was a voice of a reason when he needed one most. She was someone he trusted fully, completely, even when he was being over dramatic and felt like he couldn't even trust Peter. She was a lot of things. Good things. Even with her new spider powers. This Gwen wasn't his. Maybe she didn't have the spider powers or maybe she wasn't enrolled in some genius school. Maybe her uncle hadn't turned super villain. Whatever the differences were it didn't really matter. He was still happy to see her. He still hoped the two of them could become friends. He could really use that.

He couldn't imagine that. He could hardly imagine there being two Peters. He supposed he'd run into them eventually. Especially if he still planned on gliding around looking for a certain one. Yes, he knew the chances of either of them being his were pretty low. He still had hope. "Yeah, I guess, Pete is pretty special." He couldn't help but smile a little at that. His best friend always managed to do that even if Harry wasn't particularly happy with him. Even when it felt like Peter was always forgetting him or leaving him behind.

Allowing his thoughts to be drawn away from the multiple versions of Peter and back to his surroundings he looked around. "Stuck here?" He asked feeling just a little panicked by that. He couldn't be stuck here. "I... There's stuff I have to take care of back home." He didn't want to but there was no one else who could. Norman was gone. Oscorp was his responsibility now. In spite of just how distressing the idea was, Harry still moved to look through the clothes, to pick things out in his size and, when he could, preferred color or style. It wasn't often but he didn't complain. If Gwen said he was stuck in a pocket universe then he was stuck. "So, my Gwen, she..." He started not sure how to ask. Not if this one kept her identity a secret like Peter kept his. He decided to just come out and ask. "She was exposed to this experimental virus. It turned her, my dad, and a bunch of other people into spider monsters but it also gave her spider powers. You... do you have spider powers?"

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-11-29 03:30 pm UTC (link)

Given the fact that when she first heard Harry's voice he'd been calling for Peter, Gwen was pretty sure that in his world the two of them were at least friends. She was pretty sure that Little Pete was probably at home but given it was really late she wasn't sure he'd be awake. Alpha Peter was probably either at his house or cleaning up for the night at Pancho's. Maybe it'd be better to help him find Peter in the morning? Probably. She was kind of winging that part.

Gwen had heard about other Gwen's from other worlds before. Usually she was a good person, driven, a moral compass of sorts, and dead. She knew that the Gwen who Alpha Peter knew was one who had been Spider-Woman too, but they were still unsure if it was her or another Gwen. They'd probably never know at this point. But listening to Harry now, it sounded like there was another Gwen out there who could do the same things she could and that was interesting. She didn't know if it was exactly the same, since he mentioned she'd been exposed to a virus and that there were monsters involved, but still.

Her secret identity wasn't really a thing here. Gwen had never really tried to hide it because from what she'd observed the general crowd consisted of people with enhanced ability, secret identities of their own, or they weren't from a world where knowing who she was would really matter anyway. "Yeah," she said, answering honestly without any real hesitation about it. "It's been a couple of years now," she said. "I didn't get exposed to a virus or anything though. I was just bitten." She held up her hand and pointed to where it'd happened. "Is your Gwen.. is she good?"

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goblinglider
2019-11-29 11:28 pm UTC (link)

Peter was his best friend. The two of them had just been together back home escaping from an explosion. Peter had just been right there, right behind him, before Harry found himself on a snow covered street. It was a little confusing and, given his blackouts, a little scary. Calling out to Peter had been a natural reaction. Peter had always been there for him when he needed it. Even when he hadn't realized it. He could, however, be convinced to seek the two versions of his best friend out in the morning. It might've even been the better idea. He refused to believe that neither of them would be his Peter and hadn't even thought of the possibility of one of them not knowing who he was. It was entirely possible Harry wouldn't be able to handle that disappointment no matter how he managed to play it off.

There were monsters involved. The Jackal's spider virus had been great for Gwen and most of New York for awhile but that had changed. After working with Anya and Peter to clear it up, however, she seemed to have retained her powers. She was still a well-loved hero with an adoring fanbase and no secret identity. Her costume hadn't had a mask. So far it hadn't had any repercussions either. No one was rampaging down her neighborhood or putting her friends and family in danger yet. She was just surrounded by fans if Peter could be believed.

"A couple of years? My Gwen is new at the whole spider power thing." Peter was too. Spider-Man hadn't even been around for a year just yet. It was probably a good thing she hadn't been exposed to a virus. It saved her the trauma of turning into a giant spider monster and the mind control they had all been under. He wasn't sure what she meant by good in this case but... "Yeah." He said, smiling a little as he thought about her. "She's good." She was a hero. She had recovered from the spider monster thing and she was just an all around amazing person. He was sure this Gwen was too.

Setting his finds aside, but neatly so she wouldn't have to clean up after him, Harry moved back towards her. "I'm... um... I'm glad I ran into you." He knew she wasn't his Gwen but she was still a Gwen. It was comforting to see a familiar face when everything else was so confusing about this place. It was even better that that face was one he trusted without question. "I should probably figure out where I'm staying, huh? How does that work?"

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-11-30 08:08 pm UTC (link)

Gwen was relieved to hear that the Gwen he knew was good. Given her experiences, she'd seen versions of Harry and Peter both going dark when they were given power. It would've been hard to hear it if there was a version of her out there who succumbed to that as well. There probably was somewhere, but no one she'd encountered in town who knew any Gwen Stacy had said she was evil or dark or anything. The people back home did, or well, Spider-Woman, but that was different.

If the Peter who Harry knew was new to his powers, Gwen felt like he'd probably connect well to the Peter she lived with. He was young, definitely the youngest in town. She didn't know how long he'd been Spider-Man but probably not for too long.

As he moved toward her, Gwen turned in his direction to meet his gaze. His admission moved her, touched her heart and plucked at a nostalgia string she'd not let anyone get close to for a long time. "Harry.." She'd answer his questions in a minute. First, she reached for him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hug him. "I'll show you, we'll find you a place, but -- God, I've missed you so much." He didn't have to be her Harry for her to be happy to see him.

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goblinglider
2019-11-30 10:00 pm UTC (link)

Knowing his Gwen and the kind of person that she was, Harry would argue that there was no way any version of her could be anything but good. She had a strong moral compass and always strived to do the right thing. She encouraged others to the right thing too. Even when they didn't want to. He would argue the same about Peter though and, yes, he would probably even try and argue the same about his father even with all evidence pointing to the contrary. When Harry loved someone he, apparently, didn't give up on them so easily. Sure, maybe, he said things he regretted out of anger and hurt but, in the end, he still believed in them. So maybe he was wrong and there were version that weren't so great of the two best people he knew but, so far, he hadn't run into them and he probably never would.

He'd want to get along with the young version of Peter running around. He'd probably want to get along with the older one too. He just might find them a little jarring at first but any version of his best friend was a good one. He'd try even if he would be disappointed that neither of them were the one he was hoping for.

The hug was unexpected but nowhere near unwelcome. His father had never been very affectionate. Anytime he'd shown kindness or touched Harry (usually with hands on his shoulders) was a ploy to manipulate him. To play on Harry's need for his approval, his desire to please his father. The only real affection he received came from the Parkers when he was younger and allowed to spend time at Peter's house. Once he got older and his father placed a few more restrictions on him he really only received the occasional hug from Peter. To be hugged now in a strange place, far from home, without his Peter, and after everything he knew had, literally, gone up in flames... it meant something. He pressed his lips together to stop them from trembling before he wrapped his arms around her and returned the hug. "Thanks, Gwen..." For everything. For being there. For hugging him. For missing any version of him. "You don't have to spend all night worrying about me. Just point me in the right direction. I'll figure it out. You should go home and rest." They'd talk later. He was here and she was here. They could always find each other again later.

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-12-02 08:16 pm UTC (link)

Being in town was a lot. Gwen understood that just because it was easy for her now didn't mean it was easy for everyone coming in. She'd adapted along the way and now was really happy here. But for someone like Harry, brand new and trying to get his bearings; it was understandably overwhelming. She didn't want to overload him with things more than what was absolutely necessary. Establishing and reassuring the fact that she was someone who liked him, someone he could trust and turn to, that was super important to her. She wanted to be his friend, to spend time with him because he was someone she'd cared for so much back home, and though he was from a different world he was still Harry. Still important.

The next steps were clothing and lodging. No way in hell was she just going to turn him loose in the snow without any real guidance but she had some ideas of where he could go for now, or for good if he decided he wanted to stay there. She'd briefly contemplated taking him back to her house with the Brady Bunch of families but thought that might be a shock to the system for Harry, Peter, and really everyone if there was a stranger sleeping on the couch or on some pillows on the floor of her room. No, she had a different idea.

"I've got a place you can stay in, if you want. I lived there for a while with my friend Jan, but she's not here anymore," she said. "There's a bed and some furniture." Now that Tony had gotten the heating in the buildings working she didn't think he'd freeze to death either. "I moved out when she left but it's still furnished. We can get you some food to keep in there tomorrow and I'll show you around town to get you more things." A trip to visit the Hargreeves brothers was probably in order. "Come on. Let me at least take you there." She took his hand, and started to lead him out of the shop. Her former house was close to the shop, so it wouldn't be a long time out in the snow.

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goblinglider
2019-12-02 11:59 pm UTC (link)

Being in Starklandia was a lot. It was it's own little universe filled with people from various other realities. It contained versions of people that Harry knew or knew of. While he was hopeful that one of the Peters already here was his own it would be silly of him to expect it. There was a very real possibility that he was on his own here. That, alone, should've given him reason for a breakdown. Add to that everything that had just happened and Harry couldn't be blamed if he was upset or spent a few moments curled in on himself, trying to block out the world. He wasn't about to do that because he wasn't really alone. Gwen was there. She wasn't his Gwen, sure, but she knew him. She seemed to like him. She seemed like someone he could trust so he was going to.

That trust was paying off so far. He'd just arrived and he had some new clothes to wear. To sleep in so he wasn't trying to figure out just how comfortable his armor was when he was trying to settle down for the night. He would've worried about where he was going to sleep but it seemed as if Gwen had that covered too. He may not have turned down the idea of spending a night on the couch at her place or curling up on the floor but it probably would've been a bit of a shock in the morning when he realized she lived in a house full of people. A majority of whom he didn't know (or had only heard of). It was probably better if he found his own space.

While Harry probably would've insisted that she just point him in the right direction it was sort of hard to deny her when she was taking ahold of his hand. "Okay, Gwen." He said, managing to grab his collection of clothing before they stepped out of the shop and into the snow. He didn't release her hand or even stop to think about the glider as they left. It was better to focus on his friend for awhile. "I was going to say you didn't have to make this much of a fuss but, honestly, I'm pretty sure I'd be lost if I had to do this on my own." He admitted a little embarassed by that fact.

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-12-03 01:47 am UTC (link)

Being Spider-Woman and in the position she'd been in back home, Gwen was used to operating on her own. She didn't really have anyone to turn to because those she cared about would be put at risk. It left her to fend for herself in most cases and at first, she thought that was how it would be when she ended up in Starklandia. It took her a bit, but she'd come to realize that she didn't have to have that guard up around the people in town. She could talk to other people, befriend them and form bonds and there wasn't really a risk of anyone getting hurt because of it. There was still the chance they could get plucked out of town and sent away, but that was a risk that applied to anyone. It wasn't a danger because she was their friend or daughter, like it was back home.

Gwen hoped, sincerely, that Harry would be able to form connections with others here, herself included. She wanted to talk with him, hear his story (maybe even share hers; it wasn't impossible), learn about the things he liked and disliked. It'd be great if he could meet the Peters, but that was something she thought would need to come in time. Alpha Peter had a history with Harry Osborn in his world; she didn't know about little Pete.

"Not to worry then," she said. "You're not alone." She smiled at him and gave his hand a little squeeze as they walked along. "There." She nodded at the house just ahead on the right. "That's the one." It wasn't long before they were standing in front of it. "It's got electricity and running water. There isn't any food but like I said, we can get you some tomorrow. I can come by in the morning to get you. I might even bring you breakfast." She grinned, then turned toward him. "I know it's a lot. Like, a lot a lot. But it's going to be okay, Harry. Do you want me to come in with you?"

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goblinglider
2019-12-04 08:25 pm UTC (link)

If Gwen was worried about whether or not Harry would be forming a connection with her she probably didn't have to. He wanted that. He wanted to be able to trust her the way he trusted his own Gwen. He wanted to talk to her about the things that were bothering him and hear what she had to say. He wanted them to be friends and to be close enough for serious conversations but also to just have fun. To do whatever it was that they could do here. Away from the dangers that seemed to run rampant back home. He'd want to meet the Peters too even if none of them ended up being his own. He'd try not to rush into any of that though. It was important to him that he find out whether or not his was here but this place seemed safe enough. There was no reason to worry.

He may have had to look away, up at the snow, at those words. They meant a lot here. They meant a lot back home too where, sometimes, it felt like he was but in different ways. He'd had friends and connections back in Horizon. He had a life he was making for himself. When he was kicked out he'd lost a lot of that. Deciding to stay at his father's school had only served to keep him isolated and cut off from the people he cared about (like Gwen) and, until recently, he hadn't known that that was the point. "Thanks." he said, glad he didn't have to wipe at his eyes.

His smile returned a little when she pointed out the house. It was nowhere near what he was used to but it was better. He wasn't trapped at the top of some tower looking down upon the rest of the world. He would have a nice little house where he could feel like part of a community or neighborhood or whatever it was. He could worry about the things he didn't have in it later. For now it seemed perfect. "Breakfast, huh? You really do want to spoil me, don't you?" He teased but he appreciated that too. Breakfast with a friend was reminiscent enough of home that it made him feel happy, comfortable.

He believed her, of course he did. It would be okay even if it might not feel like it once she'd gone back home. "You've come all this way. You might as well come inside out of the cold for awhile." He wouldn't keep her too long. She deserved the chance to go home and rest for awhile.

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itsybitsyspidey
2019-12-10 12:50 am UTC (link)

Gwen hoped with all of her heart that she and Harry could build a lasting friendship and grow close to each other. Her trust wasn't something she gave too freely, although here she seemed more willing to give it than back home. She knew, of course, this wasn't the Harry she'd been close to in her world, but she hoped that there was enough of a natural bond from having a closeness with him and he with her in their respective worlds that they could build a foundation here in friendship. It would allow them to learn about each other, good and bad things, the similarities and differences, and hopefully to have fun together.

"Well, yeah," she said when he teased her about spoiling him. Gwen was so glad she'd thought of her old house. He might decide he wanted to venture into one of the houses that had been previously unoccupied later, but he'd at least have a warm bed and a place to unwind right now until he made that choice. It wasn't far from where she lived with her family, either. She liked the thought of him being close.

"Thanks," she said when he invited her in. "I'll come back tomorrow, if you want. You should really get a better idea of the town when it's light outside. And you know, we can hang out if you want."

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