Of course she walked in looking sad; she was expecting a verbal beating of massive proportion. He wanted to protect the city and her and she allowed not only herself but Harry to be in harm’s way. “Hello…” She said softly as she kicked off her shoes at the door like normal and walked inside. Placing her book bag gently down on the coffee table she turned to him, her hands slid into the pockets of her jeans, she turned her innocent blue gaze up to him, lips pressed tightly together as he began to talk.

Her heart sank lower and lower in her chest; sure she could have done this to Spider-Man had she not known it was Peter, that would have qualified as ignorance on her part for ‘putting herself in harm’s way’ but not only did she know it was Peter but she also knew how important she was to him. So it could easily be considered her not taking his feelings into account about the situation. Her stomach began to turn when he mentioned about her not being in his life. He really did care about her, he really did love her and she didn’t want him to go through something like that because of her. Her eyebrows rose slowly when he acknowledged that it wasn’t her fault, that wasn’t something she was expecting, a small nod lifted and fell her head as she agreed that she did try to convince Harry to change his mind and that he was just glad she was safe.

She suddenly felt lighter as he began to get more playful with her, his laughter made her laugh and she returned the twinkling gaze with that of her own, her body slid into his arms, resting gently against him as her wrapped rested gently on his shoulders and her hands played delicately with his hair. “Well I keep hearing about the mop and, while I try not to be the jealous type, I need to remind you why you need to like me and not her.” She said with a nod as her hands slid down from his hair to his neck and slowly down his back, gently touching him with her fingertips. “But the biting my lip thing is out of my control… most of the time… like at school. It’s not my fault I find you attractive that I can’t control my nervous and flirty impulses.” With that she bit down on her lower lip, giving him an innocent yet playful look up at him before letting it go. “Though that one, I did on purpose.”