[ His mask hides the stunned look that crosses his face when she doesn’t let go. Things make a little more sense one she gets to her feet, still with his hand in her grasp, and he figures it was a convenience thing. She was going to help him up anyway, so why go to the effort of dropping his hand?
He takes a rallying breath before pulling himself up with Gamora’s help, and thankfully, taking those long moments to compose himself means that his legs don’t buckle beneath him again, as they had when they climbed out of the tunnel. The whole... thing has still left him shaken (and shaking, at least a little), and Peter wishes desperately that he’ll never have to see another cave like this one for the rest of his life.
There’s a dim light that illuminates these chambers, and he could probably retract his mask, but he doesn’t. That layer of obscurity feels almost comforting, given how much he’d already betrayed, and in all likelihood, he’ll keep the helmet on until they find their employer. ]
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He takes a rallying breath before pulling himself up with Gamora’s help, and thankfully, taking those long moments to compose himself means that his legs don’t buckle beneath him again, as they had when they climbed out of the tunnel. The whole... thing has still left him shaken (and shaking, at least a little), and Peter wishes desperately that he’ll never have to see another cave like this one for the rest of his life.
There’s a dim light that illuminates these chambers, and he could probably retract his mask, but he doesn’t. That layer of obscurity feels almost comforting, given how much he’d already betrayed, and in all likelihood, he’ll keep the helmet on until they find their employer. ]