Valkyrie watched Peter Parker, giving him a slight smile. Smile turned to knowing smirk as she put all the information together.
“Yes. The spider. Man. You were very light.” She stepped forward and gave him an appreciative slap on the shoulder, one that wasn’t too hard. She knew he was tough, strong, could take a hit, but she didn’t want to hurt him unnecessarily. “You did well. You have great potential as a warrior. You are young, and you will learn if that’s what you wish for yourself.” She patted his shoulder softly and looked at the blue box.