"Fire off a text? Can you get ahold of anyone else Mr Stark knows?" It's not like it's not a valid question. Even V wants to know, grumbling in Gwens head just a little bit as they listen to Spider-Man.

"I hope so. It'd be pretty messed up, getting a newcomer bad churros."

We can trust him, right? V asks, before letting the black and white mask sort of...bubble away. Retreat in some weird fashion, leaving Gwen's face visible and mildly horrified.

"Whoa..." She has zero explanation for this, and will have to tell V off later.