[Peter just nods, his expression just tired as he tries to actually pick back up on eating the soup. It's still hot to eat, but he's hungry enough to just push through it.
Eating also gives him an excuse to just not talk. He doesn't know what to even say. What is he supposed to feel about any of this? He doesn't want Otto or Norman to die. He doesn't want to lose them.
He already lost Ben, May and now them. Parker Luck was something wasn't it?]
Yeah, it might get better. Dunno what else will happen. [The lie comes easily, far too easily for Peter Parker. But, a pooka is woven of lies and mischief, so it fits perfectly.
He even frames it with a smile. The smile is believable even if its tired.
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Eating also gives him an excuse to just not talk. He doesn't know what to even say. What is he supposed to feel about any of this? He doesn't want Otto or Norman to die. He doesn't want to lose them.
He already lost Ben, May and now them. Parker Luck was something wasn't it?]
Yeah, it might get better. Dunno what else will happen. [The lie comes easily, far too easily for Peter Parker. But, a pooka is woven of lies and mischief, so it fits perfectly.
He even frames it with a smile. The smile is believable even if its tired.
A pretty lie for a rat.]