Ino is nosy as hell, which means that she's taking note of all this. She paces slowly around the rover, not even trying to be surreptitious about the fact that she's looking at everything—there's a lot you can tell about people from the way they keep their space.
Eventually, she ends up in front of his bunk, bending down a little so she can get a closer look at the pictures hung up on the wall. They have to be people he knows—pictures he either brought with him from home or picked up during the whole snafu with the portals spitting out junk. The last one, of Peter kissing the cheek of a really pretty redhead, makes her smile for some reason. ]
It's better that all the bug things that crawl all over the ground at night, trust me. [ She barely even pauses, pointing towards the pictures. ] Who are they?
Yeah but it's giant. Giant bugs. Yick factor amplified by three thousand.
[The pot's set, it'll only be a few minutes to go. In the meantime he follows her attention (and is not at all surprised, it's about the only place in the deserted rover for attention to go), wandering over with a fond smile pressing into his cheeks.]
That's, um. My family. And my girlfriend. Aunt May, she's been raising me since I was ten. [No need for elaboration. The fact that she was an Aunt and not a mother should be indicative enough of what happened there, he hopes. Peter takes a seat next to the cushions as he points them out.] And Gwen over here, she moved in with us about a year or so ago? Her dad was on the police force. He died — this absolute craphole, god, he was dressing up as me and going around robbing places, and killed Gwen's dad while he was on duty. She didn't know I was Spider-Man at the time, so she um. She spent a lot of time convinced I was to blame, until she found out the truth. But her mom is the biggest piece of work, so we took her in.
Aaand this is my girlfriend. Mary Jane. [This one, he removes from the wall to beam down at. The corners on all of the photos are a little worn, bent. The reason becomes obvious when Peter's thumb swipes up and over one. Well worn, and doubtful to last too much longer if he doesn't grab a frame, but he can't help it. He's a tactile person.]
[ She can't help but take notice of the obvious emotion in his voice—pride, fondness, love. Seriously, it's so cute she's going to puke, and she can't help but feel charmed, a smile pulling at her lips. It resonates in her—she misses her family, Shikamaru and Chouji included, more than anything in the world right now.
She also can't help but agree—his girlfriend is gorgeous. ]
Yeah, tell me about it. She's way too hot for you. [ she says, but it doesn't have any edge. She's teasing him, really.
(Because let's face it, if she had a guy who loved her as much as Peter obviously loves Mary Jane, Ino wouldn't really care if she was out of his league either.) ]
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Ino is nosy as hell, which means that she's taking note of all this. She paces slowly around the rover, not even trying to be surreptitious about the fact that she's looking at everything—there's a lot you can tell about people from the way they keep their space.
Eventually, she ends up in front of his bunk, bending down a little so she can get a closer look at the pictures hung up on the wall. They have to be people he knows—pictures he either brought with him from home or picked up during the whole snafu with the portals spitting out junk. The last one, of Peter kissing the cheek of a really pretty redhead, makes her smile for some reason. ]
It's better that all the bug things that crawl all over the ground at night, trust me. [ She barely even pauses, pointing towards the pictures. ] Who are they?
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[The pot's set, it'll only be a few minutes to go. In the meantime he follows her attention (and is not at all surprised, it's about the only place in the deserted rover for attention to go), wandering over with a fond smile pressing into his cheeks.]
That's, um. My family. And my girlfriend. Aunt May, she's been raising me since I was ten. [No need for elaboration. The fact that she was an Aunt and not a mother should be indicative enough of what happened there, he hopes. Peter takes a seat next to the cushions as he points them out.] And Gwen over here, she moved in with us about a year or so ago? Her dad was on the police force. He died — this absolute craphole, god, he was dressing up as me and going around robbing places, and killed Gwen's dad while he was on duty. She didn't know I was Spider-Man at the time, so she um. She spent a lot of time convinced I was to blame, until she found out the truth. But her mom is the biggest piece of work, so we took her in.
Aaand this is my girlfriend. Mary Jane. [This one, he removes from the wall to beam down at. The corners on all of the photos are a little worn, bent. The reason becomes obvious when Peter's thumb swipes up and over one. Well worn, and doubtful to last too much longer if he doesn't grab a frame, but he can't help it. He's a tactile person.]
Isn't she gorgeous?
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She also can't help but agree—his girlfriend is gorgeous. ]
Yeah, tell me about it. She's way too hot for you. [ she says, but it doesn't have any edge. She's teasing him, really.
(Because let's face it, if she had a guy who loved her as much as Peter obviously loves Mary Jane, Ino wouldn't really care if she was out of his league either.) ]