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[focus on the facts. this is what they both do, and — peter wills himself to do it with her, this time: focus on the facts by giving her answers to her questions, straight up.

he nods; he can do this.]

No, no, you didn't. [inhale; exhale. focus on the facts.] It was Max — you remember him, the electrical engineer from Oscorp who got into that accident and then he hated me. He got into the grid. Knocked out the power to the whole city.

[he transfers the phone out of one shaking hand and into another.]

We stopped him. Reset the grid and everything. And we thought it was over, but then — it wasn't. It was — [he swallows.] It was Harry. He wanted revenge.

[internship]

[ Gwen doesn’t realize that she’s hunched into herself, a little; back rounded over the pillow in her lap, fingers picking at a loose thread. ]

Max and Harry. [ Still not quite hearing herself, words forming while her tongue is thick in her mouth. The thread gets caught under her nail, and it hurts, and she pulls tighter. ] What— How did it happen?

[ She doesn’t feel real. She doesn’t know if—it would be easier, if Peter were here. If that might dislodge the knot building in her throat, behind her ribs, a sensation of needing to scream or cry but there’s something blocking it. Because she’s dead but she’s here.

Peter watched her die. ]