"I don't really mind clueless. Just- I'm around so... and I know this stuff. Helping's sort of the least I could do," Peter says with a slight shrug, glancing down before he moves over toward her.
"Well, the thing is, Manhattan's crowded. The streets are so you'd spend most of your time in standstill traffic, not moving at all, but that's what I had my skateboard for and the- the uh, subways. I used those a lot."
It gave him the feeling of not really going slow but having the world slide by him while he made it from one place to the next. His uncle and aunt only had the one car though, and his uncle used that so Peter would sometimes have to walk with Aunt May places when it was late at night.
That's what he failed to do the night- the night his uncle died.
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"Well, the thing is, Manhattan's crowded. The streets are so you'd spend most of your time in standstill traffic, not moving at all, but that's what I had my skateboard for and the- the uh, subways. I used those a lot."
It gave him the feeling of not really going slow but having the world slide by him while he made it from one place to the next. His uncle and aunt only had the one car though, and his uncle used that so Peter would sometimes have to walk with Aunt May places when it was late at night.
That's what he failed to do the night- the night his uncle died.