For a moment, Mary Jane fell silent, obviously expecting him to continue. When he didn't, though, saying nothing about the rest of what she'd said, she sighed, shaking her head. All of this was getting increasingly tiring, and it didn't help that she'd been on edge already.

"So what else do you want me to say, Peter?" she asked, not quite defeated, but more worn out than exasperated. "Because I'm trying here, I really am, and I'd really like to get this sorted out so we can go back to figuring out what we're going to do about the psychopath who will probably want to try to kill me again."