Peter makes a face when she mentions him being kinkier, and then blinks abruptly in utter confusion at the 'better' training- Uh. Does she mean like with his fighting? Cause he's had none of that. This part of the conversation's going over his head. He's only ever had sex with Bonnie, and while that could get kinky, there's just- This is not. What.
His leg hurts like hell. He's pretty sure the bullet's still lodged in there. Last time he got shot it went straight through, but this time he's going to have to pull it out of the hole in his leg. He glances over at her, wondering just how much she's figured out about him. His life is fucked up back home. His life is kinda fucked up here, but that's not important.
Not nearly as important as tying her up.
"I'm not a hero." Peter has never claimed to be. He's railed against the idea. "I'm just a guy with some really sticky webbing, who's tying you up to keep you from going evil mirror on anybody else." He winces as he shifts off of one leg on to the next. "Is that the favor you're trying to extend to everyone on this side? Cause funny, you say, favor. I say, murder."
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His leg hurts like hell. He's pretty sure the bullet's still lodged in there. Last time he got shot it went straight through, but this time he's going to have to pull it out of the hole in his leg. He glances over at her, wondering just how much she's figured out about him. His life is fucked up back home. His life is kinda fucked up here, but that's not important.
Not nearly as important as tying her up.
"I'm not a hero." Peter has never claimed to be. He's railed against the idea. "I'm just a guy with some really sticky webbing, who's tying you up to keep you from going evil mirror on anybody else." He winces as he shifts off of one leg on to the next. "Is that the favor you're trying to extend to everyone on this side? Cause funny, you say, favor. I say, murder."