It certainly seems that way and hell, Peter doesn't exactly have any evidence to disprove it. Look at the state of his life, it's easy to see the carnage there. At times, the spiderbite has been more of a curse than a gift, and there's no drama to that, only truth.
"Guess they included our shitty coping mechanisms with the super strength for free, huh?" Peter jokes gently, because he can't not, and neither of them are alone in that. "I'm glad you're...finding your way through that."
The darkest of caves, and one that left a shadow on the soul. Stepping out into the sun to dispel it was easier said than done. Peter listens to the determination that solidifies in Gwen's voice, that little bit of iron that wasn't so different from his own Gwen - sharpened, honed maybe, but one and the same.
"Sounds like a load of bullshit to me," Peter agrees, eyes tightening at the idea of predetermination. It's dangerously close to the nihilism pit, too much so for his tastes; Peter's been guilty of falling into it himself. And if it is true - what, it's supposed to absolve them all of responsibility for their actions? It wasn't really their fault, not if fate had deemed it so? Like he said, bullshit. He can't accept that, and Peter sure as hell knows his Aunt would never. Gwen wouldn't, either, and that's what keeps him going, most days.
He wisely doesn't mention that it wasn't the force that got her father killed, not really; it wasn't just that secrets had a cost, but this life had a cost. She knows.
"The only guaranteed way to lose is to stop trying in the first place." Peter rocks on his heels, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly before dropping his hand. "Somehow I don't think either of us have ever been good at accepting the status quo, either."
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TDM Overflow - Gwen (soloacts)
It certainly seems that way and hell, Peter doesn't exactly have any evidence to disprove it. Look at the state of his life, it's easy to see the carnage there. At times, the spiderbite has been more of a curse than a gift, and there's no drama to that, only truth.
"Guess they included our shitty coping mechanisms with the super strength for free, huh?" Peter jokes gently, because he can't not, and neither of them are alone in that. "I'm glad you're...finding your way through that."
The darkest of caves, and one that left a shadow on the soul. Stepping out into the sun to dispel it was easier said than done. Peter listens to the determination that solidifies in Gwen's voice, that little bit of iron that wasn't so different from his own Gwen - sharpened, honed maybe, but one and the same.
"Sounds like a load of bullshit to me," Peter agrees, eyes tightening at the idea of predetermination. It's dangerously close to the nihilism pit, too much so for his tastes; Peter's been guilty of falling into it himself. And if it is true - what, it's supposed to absolve them all of responsibility for their actions? It wasn't really their fault, not if fate had deemed it so? Like he said, bullshit. He can't accept that, and Peter sure as hell knows his Aunt would never. Gwen wouldn't, either, and that's what keeps him going, most days.
He wisely doesn't mention that it wasn't the force that got her father killed, not really; it wasn't just that secrets had a cost, but this life had a cost. She knows.
"The only guaranteed way to lose is to stop trying in the first place." Peter rocks on his heels, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly before dropping his hand. "Somehow I don't think either of us have ever been good at accepting the status quo, either."