About a week ago, some Goblin devotee made up this story about "Gwen Reilly". Dad's supposed daughter. I mean, what I'm trying to say is... [ Flails a hand about, desperately searching for the right words, looking every bit the awkward teen he really is. Because under the tough guy act there's a lot of Spider-Dork in the boy. ] I understand. Kind of.
[ Cue the awkward silence. Reilly has no idea what to do here, either. He's glad Kaine isn't going for a hug — physical affection (or any affection, really, that wasn't buried under a lot of snark) wasn't a thing they did. It would be way too weird to start now. And he knows his Uncle has to have questions.
Questions he's not sure he should answer. ]
Parker– none of them know. It's better that way. Who wants to find out they have a secret freak in the family?
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[ Cue the awkward silence. Reilly has no idea what to do here, either. He's glad Kaine isn't going for a hug — physical affection (or any affection, really, that wasn't buried under a lot of snark) wasn't a thing they did. It would be way too weird to start now. And he knows his Uncle has to have questions.
Questions he's not sure he should answer. ]
Parker– none of them know. It's better that way. Who wants to find out they have a secret freak in the family?
[ Yeah. Definitely Ben's boy. ]