[ Whoa. That confuses his spider senses something awful? They don't like time travel one bit, no they do not. But at least they're here, and while half their party is still bloodied, Peter at least is starting to approach some level of normalcy. He's still incredibly sore, of course, but his arm is where it should be and he's on his feet, even if his sweatshirt is still shredded and bloody from his drag along the pavement. Weird to onlookers, sure, but not actively terrifying.
As for an explanation, well. He's just gonna turn to Murphy. ]
What the hell, man? You threw me into traffic! Somebody could have died!
[ He says, gesturing at Rupert mostly. Not himself! Obviously not himself. ]
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As for an explanation, well. He's just gonna turn to Murphy. ]
What the hell, man? You threw me into traffic! Somebody could have died!
[ He says, gesturing at Rupert mostly. Not himself! Obviously not himself. ]