Felicia smiled, actually genuinely when she saw Eddie. Sure she knew about the symbiote. Peter assumed she didn't, assumed she just saw the villian but Felicia Hardy had always seen more than black and white, and weirdly, sometimes she felt like that side of Eddie, that thing listened to her. Sometimes she thought maybe she could have a chance to help him. She started to walk toward him to make greetings when he mentioned Peter.
She followed Eddie's gaze, turning, decidedly annoyed that maybe he was here. If he wanted her he shouldn't have dumped her. Any idea he might have had reason was gone from Felicia's head at the moment. She was just plain annoyed.
"Peter?" she called as Eddie spoke. "I'm going for this meal, and then for drinks and no he's not going to kill me or maul me or whatever you think. Or maybe you assume we're planning evil. I mean my father was a dreadful thief wasn't he. What an awful family I come from. Maybe thats what we're doing Eddie and I?. Either way, You can sit here and stew about it if you really must but do you really have the right to do that?. Ugh look at least come out and talk to us"
Why was he so against this?. Why couldn't he trust that she knew what he was doing.