It was the look of pain in his eyes that had MJ moving, almost unconsciously, and pulling him into a hug. She squeezed him tightly, letting her face rest in the crook of his neck for a moment.
“It’s… I have to explain everything.” She told him gently, biting her lip. She started with the Beck video, and the FBI— then MIT. How he and May had had to go stay with Happy. How he’d gone to Dr. Strange and made a deal, and somehow that deal backfired. How Peter had tried to save everyone.” She took a pause there, and looked at him for a long moment.
“One of the bad guys… he didn’t want to be saved, Peter. A fight happened, and May… she didn’t back down. You told her to run, but she wouldn’t leave you.” MJ held onto his hand, squeezing it gently. “You disappeared for a little while after that.”