[Lanie just kind of wriggles out of Spider-Man's grasp as the guy sits on the ground, and then holds out her hand patiently, to which the costumed hero starts patting himself down for something or another.]
Okay, wait, lemme see. Um, I'm kinda broke after eating all those hot dogs, but — oh! Got it, sweet!
[He holds out an amusement park coin and she scoops it up, and then takes off to the nearest little kid ride in ye distance. It is abundantly clear: Spider-Man is a fucking simp, you could get the clothes off his back and maybe his house if you really looked sad enough for it.]
She's a good kid.
[And a fucking swindler who will be a great criminal someday that he can take in to juvie??? But whatever, she's only seven or something now. He holds out a hand, the wide white eyes somehow managing to look hopeful.]
Truce???
[Y'all think truce, but those children are definitely getting Quill's fallen gun, and they're definitely slowly surrounding the betrayer to their clan. He gets that weird tingly danger feeling again, but hell if he knows how it works or why it does what it does yet.]
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Okay, wait, lemme see. Um, I'm kinda broke after eating all those hot dogs, but — oh! Got it, sweet!
[He holds out an amusement park coin and she scoops it up, and then takes off to the nearest little kid ride in ye distance. It is abundantly clear: Spider-Man is a fucking simp, you could get the clothes off his back and maybe his house if you really looked sad enough for it.]
She's a good kid.
[And a fucking swindler who will be a great criminal someday that he can take in to juvie??? But whatever, she's only seven or something now. He holds out a hand, the wide white eyes somehow managing to look hopeful.]
Truce???
[Y'all think truce, but those children are definitely getting Quill's fallen gun, and they're definitely slowly surrounding the betrayer to their clan. He gets that weird tingly danger feeling again, but hell if he knows how it works or why it does what it does yet.]