[ come in through the door, she said, you may be shot. he doesn't doubt that he'd be able to avoid any bullets — spider-sense, alright? but it'd set an awkward tone for the meeting. it's not, too, that he's particularly interested in elaborating the exact nature of—
everything, it's just that if something did happen, it's worth someone being aware that his irradiated blood could kill someone.
(when he'd said he wanted a distraction, this wasn't entirely what he'd meant.)
he's been here a couple of times, as peter. he knows where to find rosalind, then, so after pushing open the door, he pointedly, deliberately crawls along the ceiling. he rests a short distance away from her; improbably, he perches against the wall. there's a breath of a pause and he glances from her, to her tablet, to her lantern and back again.
AAAAH don't ask me what happened, i don't know
everything, it's just that if something did happen, it's worth someone being aware that his irradiated blood could kill someone.
(when he'd said he wanted a distraction, this wasn't entirely what he'd meant.)
he's been here a couple of times, as peter. he knows where to find rosalind, then, so after pushing open the door, he pointedly, deliberately crawls along the ceiling. he rests a short distance away from her; improbably, he perches against the wall. there's a breath of a pause and he glances from her, to her tablet, to her lantern and back again.
he raises a hand; then, he coughs. ]