Gwen: I walk over to Isis "Hey, I get it, but think of this…imagine yourself in a wide open field of grass, and your favorite flower. A bed next to you and your stuffed bear in your arms…" I smile at her, knowing the feeling of not liking closed spaces. Peter helped me when I first told him about my fear, he actually helped with a lot of stuff. I feel bad for him, I look just like…Gwen. So its horrible for him to have to see me, but he is Spiderman…does whatever a spider can, so he obviously helped me as much as he could.