Though unconvinced, Mary Jane nodded, too weary already to risk fighting with him at a time like this. She would just have to trust him. Even if she hadn't before now, it wasn't like she really had any other option. He knew far more about Norman, this Norman, than anyone else could, and he'd managed to get them this far. It counted for something.

"Just take care of yourself," she murmured, turning her hand slightly so she could clasp his. "You've made it this far, but... not like this. I believe you can make it through this, Peter, but you've gotta look out for yourself, too."