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[Gradually, her resistance to acting so domesticated had weakened over time. Apart from that, Peter is warm and comfortable that it make it harder for Bela not to want that closeness.]

Mmm...

[Comes her soft reply as she listens, trying to follow along with his story and not really caring if Peter was embellishing it or not. It was just nice to hear his voice and have him in one piece, even if he still had some healing to do.

He's right about her falling asleep to his words. Not quite a deep sleep but it would take some prodding from him to stir Bela from it.]

[Her breathing was getting deeper, and her head was nestled right in the crook of his arm. She looked so comfortable, it made Peter a bit jealous.

He stopped talking to give her a kiss on the top of her head, affection obvious in his eyes. Peter leans back on the headboard, looking up at the ceiling with a sigh.]

Thanks, Bela.

Like, the people with spider related names. You and the Black Widows.

No, it's not the We Need to Talk thing. It's just that Hell makes things weird.

Couldn't find super relevant spider memes, but hopefully this makes you feel better.

Oh no, it's too cute.

Thanks, Peter.

Hey! So um. When you got your mark and your teeth, did those happen overnight, or were they gradual changes?

With the mark, I woke up and it had appeared. I didn't feel anything.

The teeth, I felt them growing in quickly. It hurt for that amount of time and then stopped.

Is there a particular reason you're asking?

Okay, okay. Good to know.

Um. For science?

Okay. So, um. In a way, yes, actually. The underside of my arms are suddenly green and scaly, and I don't know how that happened. Am I turning into a lizard?!

Ok. So that's not what I was expecting. Lizard isn't on my Hell Bingo Card.

Does it come off if you rub or scratch at it? Does it hurt at all?

You have a Hell Bingo Card? What's the Free Space like?

Sometimes the scales...shed, when I scratch hard enough. It doesn't hurt, exactly. You know how your skin gets after a really bad sunburn and it starts to peel? It feels like that, and slightly colder than the rest of my skin.

I'm kind of wondering if I'm about to grow a tail.

Figuratively. The Free Space was occupied by my pet spiders, but they seem to have disappeared since I was gone brainwashed for a few weeks.

Hell transformations seem to lean on the demonic side, so probably not a Connors-style Lizard.

Maybe you'll get lucky and turn into a dragon?

Oh no! I'm sorry to hear that. I really liked those spiders.

Hopefully not. I kind of wish the scaly skin wasn't green, too. I kind of hate the color green now.

OH man! Do you think I could learn to breathe fire?! That would be so cool, and come in handy!

I'm thinking they realized I wasn't coming back and there was no reason to stay. My room is still full of their webs, so at least they waited a little bit before abandoning me.

Well, this place seems to take whatever you hate the most and give it to you. Hence my two lovely presents.

Fire-breathing Spider-Dragon-Man would be a formidable foe, I'd say.

Well, maybe you'll see them again someday! Maybe they can sense you returning or something. That would be really cool!

Yeah, I'm guessing that's the reason for the green. Watch, I'm going to end up with purple scales on my chest next.

It would have really come in handy when I was fighting Thanos and his army, but better late than never right?

Don't know about that. Real spiders don't have much loyalty if there's no food incentive.

[Green and purple. He knows that color combo all too well, and stays quiet about it.]

Fire breathing would be an awesome skill against Sandman, I just realized. Turn him to instant glass.

Huh. I mean, I can understand that, in a way. I can certainly be bribed with a bagel or pizza...

Oh man! That would be. I wonder if it would hurt him though.

[Hopefully the Sandman he met is able to get back to his daughter and family; hopefully the cure sticks.]

Yeah, I'm pretty food motivated, too.

[There's Peter's soft heart again. Even though he'd been hurt because of it, he still worried about his enemies.]

He always comes back. I can't even tell you how many times I've defeated him.

I mean, food is one of the best motivations out there. Especially New York food.

Really? Does your Sandman have a family?

God, I want a hot dog from a street cart so bad right now. You don't even know.

As far as I know, he still does. But then, I thought he died a few times already and he keeps coming back.

Ugh, yes I do know, because now I want one too! Or a churro.

Well, I mean. At least he's resilient?

If I ever get home, I'm going to get one of everything deep fried I can find. I don't care if I give myself a heart attack.

Well, when you're made of sand, it's pretty impossible to get rid of every piece of you.

Man, that sounds like such an awesome plan! I think I basically just have Ramen to look forward to when I get home. I don't think I can afford even sidewalk hotdogs.

True. I wonder if that makes Sandman immortal?

Wow, that's just sad. I mean, I've had my share of Ramen Weeks, too, but everyone deserves food from a street cart.

I think he once said that as long as one grain survives, he can rebuild himself. But that's a hell of an existence.

I think I need to figure out my budget before I can really start putting aside money for street cart food. Although, it would probably help if I stopped going out for coffee. >.>

Yeah, I can't even imagine what it must be like to live like that. Nothing comes without a cost.

[And boy does he really know that lesson now.]

[Peter has to scroll back through the conversation, since he's forgotten what the original question was. Ah, right, the changes.]

Do you want me to meet up with you and check out your arms? Or would you prefer I acted like they didn't exist the next time we see each other?

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