Gwen had jumped at the chance to go through the doors because, well, SPACE, and it meant she could get out and do something. She'd gone through before with Jan and America, but this was going to be totally different than winding up in a possessed Target or at Comic Con. One never really knew what to expect when going through the doors but this time she was really going to be out of her element. Hopefully the Sirius guy she was going to teach to play drums might have some way to get them through space if things got dicey. As advanced as spider suits were, Gwen knew hers couldn't withstand being in outer space and from the sounds of it Miles' couldn't either.
They'd figure it out.
Right?
Definitely.
Maybe.
She showed up to see that both guys were already there. She had a hoodie on over her suit, but just let the bottom half of it double as leggings. The hood of her suit double layered the hood of her outerwear. Something about Miles made her smile a little to herself, though she didn't know why. Maybe because it was weird to see another Spider-Man who wasn't Peter Parker. Sure. She'd go with that.
"Hey boys," she said, walking up, hands in her hoodie pockets. She approached them both and flashed a smile. "We've all done the chat thing on the net but, I'm Gwen. So basically, we go through and we're either gonna end up somewhere cool or maybe dead from space, right? Sounds like getting on the subway. Ready to go?"