He just let her lay there, a small smile grows on his brims. He doesn't move his body, not right now –– not in this moment.
He's right where he wants and needs to be.
" ... You're my daughter, April Parker.
I'll love you no matter what."
"Hug me and I'll eat your brains."
There's a bite to her words, funnily enough. Purposeful malice on display to keep anyone from looking tooooo close to that sly smile on her face...
Or from reading too much into how content she looked laying her head on his - tss! Still a little sore. - shoulder.
𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥『地獄の使者!!』
He can only just stare at her in silent understanding –– the silence between seems to last an eternity as he just ... sits with her.
It takes a long time before he speaks.
"Do you ... " He bit the inside of his cheek. He's never been good with words, more with actions. "Do you need a hug?"
𝗣𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿.
𝗣𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿.
Not in leaps and bounds, as one would expect from a man with the proportionate strength and agility of a spider... but he was getting there.
"M'just in a funk... Life, loss, love, the Knicks, the city, my job, my kids... It's all kinda just happening, pops. I needed a little lie down."
