"I know, right?" Peter laughs as they swing from building to building. He keeps it much more steady and less acrobatic than he normally would, not wanting Bev to be scared of it or God forbid, him.

He launches them a little higher to clear the roof of their destination and lands without of his normal flips, as softly as he can in the middle of a private roof garden.

As soon as he's let go of the web he yanks the mask back off and lets go of her waist, giving her a little room. A little bit. The close thing is kind of nice.

"So, uh, yeah. That was part of it. The spider thing. Is it still okay?"