[ Whatever Jim's expecting out of Gwen, absolutely fucking bodying a nearby car is totally unexpected.
He knew the kids were strong - hell, he watched her chop that wood for him like it was nothing, he's seen Peter lift a ridiculous number of supply boxes - but that's another level. Especially with the violence of it, emotionally driven, and he can't blame her for it. He'd throw a car too, if he could get away with it.
It puts a stutter into Jim's step, but it doesn't stop him from slowly circling, approaching Gwen from the side, where she can see him. It throws the careful way she was handling him when they were fighting into stark contrast; and the last thing Jim wants is to spook her by showing up in her peripheral when she wasn't expecting him. ]
Hey. None of that, now. [ Jim levers himself down next to her, kneeling next to the cracked concrete. Small mercies the Spider-teens weren't affected - how in the blue fuck would Jim and Spock ever have caught them? ] None of this is your fault. None of it, do you hear me? Shit happens. You and Peter are brave, intelligent, incredible people.
Plans work sometimes, and when they don't, you keep making 'em. [ Now, Jim reaches out, gently tapping the back of her hand, where it rests against the ground. ] He'll be okay. We'll make sure of it. New plan, you and me, alright?
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He knew the kids were strong - hell, he watched her chop that wood for him like it was nothing, he's seen Peter lift a ridiculous number of supply boxes - but that's another level. Especially with the violence of it, emotionally driven, and he can't blame her for it. He'd throw a car too, if he could get away with it.
It puts a stutter into Jim's step, but it doesn't stop him from slowly circling, approaching Gwen from the side, where she can see him. It throws the careful way she was handling him when they were fighting into stark contrast; and the last thing Jim wants is to spook her by showing up in her peripheral when she wasn't expecting him. ]
Hey. None of that, now. [ Jim levers himself down next to her, kneeling next to the cracked concrete. Small mercies the Spider-teens weren't affected - how in the blue fuck would Jim and Spock ever have caught them? ] None of this is your fault. None of it, do you hear me? Shit happens. You and Peter are brave, intelligent, incredible people.
Plans work sometimes, and when they don't, you keep making 'em. [ Now, Jim reaches out, gently tapping the back of her hand, where it rests against the ground. ] He'll be okay. We'll make sure of it. New plan, you and me, alright?