[ Lana herself is wearing her usual goth-cute aesthetic, fidgeting in place on a park bench until she sees Peter approaching. He might notice that she looks older than he remembers, by at least a couple years. He, on the other hand-- ]
You look like shit.
[ That wasn't exactly what she'd meant to say, but it just sort of slipped out. She flinches, shakes her head, tries to start over. ]
Sorry. Hey.
[ What do you say to the guy who you haven't seen in years because he died? The guy who, last time you saw him in person, he was just scrawny little Parker who kept your secret identity as a bank robber hidden from the rest of Midtown High, who the last time you saw him at all was on TV when they pulled the mask off his mangled, electrified body for the whole world to see: Spider-Man was Peter Parker.
What do you say to the guy who basically inspired you to turn your life around and be a hero instead of a villain? ]
...This is weird, right? I mean, I've seen weird, but this is fucked up.
action!
You look like shit.
[ That wasn't exactly what she'd meant to say, but it just sort of slipped out. She flinches, shakes her head, tries to start over. ]
Sorry. Hey.
[ What do you say to the guy who you haven't seen in years because he died? The guy who, last time you saw him in person, he was just scrawny little Parker who kept your secret identity as a bank robber hidden from the rest of Midtown High, who the last time you saw him at all was on TV when they pulled the mask off his mangled, electrified body for the whole world to see: Spider-Man was Peter Parker.
What do you say to the guy who basically inspired you to turn your life around and be a hero instead of a villain? ]
...This is weird, right? I mean, I've seen weird, but this is fucked up.