[ Two and a half hours is a decent length of time – probably enough to get a good distance away, he figures, and wander further into the jungles. The practical part of him says he could probably use the time to put the creature down so that it no longer poses a threat, though getting through those plates might pose one hell of a problem. And more than that, if Peter shoots the creature now, he knows the plasma of his blasters will burn straight through the webbing.
He has personal experience. He remembers waking to find himself tethered to the rusted skeleton of a derelict ship. He had panicked, had felt that ugly surge of rage as he came to, and—
He had needed to kill Thanos. Peter had needed to beat his face in until his fists were raw and bloody from the repeated impacts, until the Titan's head was the consistency of jelly. He had pulled and yanked at the webbing to free himself, but a single shot from his blaster had done the trick, and—
When the kid starts asking questions, Peter blinks at him from behind the faceplate of his mask – almost like he had forgotten where he was, what he was doing. Unconsciously, his hand goes to his right side. ]
I'm fine.
[ Automatic. Blank.
And then he realizes how fucked he must sound, and he shakes himself. With a little more of his usual inflection, ]
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He has personal experience. He remembers waking to find himself tethered to the rusted skeleton of a derelict ship. He had panicked, had felt that ugly surge of rage as he came to, and—
He had needed to kill Thanos. Peter had needed to beat his face in until his fists were raw and bloody from the repeated impacts, until the Titan's head was the consistency of jelly. He had pulled and yanked at the webbing to free himself, but a single shot from his blaster had done the trick, and—
When the kid starts asking questions, Peter blinks at him from behind the faceplate of his mask – almost like he had forgotten where he was, what he was doing. Unconsciously, his hand goes to his right side. ]
I'm fine.
[ Automatic. Blank.
And then he realizes how fucked he must sound, and he shakes himself. With a little more of his usual inflection, ]
I'm good. Appreciate the concern, though.