[ it's a small city, is his takeaway from that and there's a moment where he weighs up if he'll miss the subway: he used it, sometimes, when his web fluid was running low and he couldn't afford to buy supplies to make more. and then sometimes, it was even quicker than the alternative. there's a quirk of his lips and an exhale of breath that's almost a laugh. ] Now I'm only going to have myself to blame for being late.
[ he stops then, and glances back over his shoulder to see if the sentient food things are still following them: he thinks he can still see them a distance away. still, it's good to know there's a clinic here, even if there's no night nurse. he looks back at peter, eyebrows knitting together in something that briefly resembles amusement. ] —You're really not selling this place to me.
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[ he stops then, and glances back over his shoulder to see if the sentient food things are still following them: he thinks he can still see them a distance away. still, it's good to know there's a clinic here, even if there's no night nurse. he looks back at peter, eyebrows knitting together in something that briefly resembles amusement. ] —You're really not selling this place to me.