Gwen doesn't have time to respond, but it's not like she's really got anything else to say. She's helping Spider-Man, he's agreed to it, there's been countless warnings about the danger involved and countless reassurances that it'll be okay.

She holds on to him, arms wrapped tight as they're lifted off the ground, the only thing supporting her being Peter's grip and the thin but incredibly strong biocable that makes up Spider-Man's webbing.

She can already feel her ponytail beginning to loosen, just as he'd predicted, but she looks ahead for where she needs to land. The bridge's maintenance tower.

"There -" she says.