Remaining quiet, Eddie stared out to the roofs of the neighboring houses below them, trying to gather his thoughts. Crap, why now of all times did he have to be the voice of reason? He was absolutely crap when it came to being the sentimental type but...he could at least give it a try right? "He doesn't know who you are Gwen. So of course he's gonna keep on this warpath of trying to get rid of all you spider heroes in this city. Whether it's you, Pete, Miles, or whoever, the bottom line is...it's either you or him. Either you unmask and show him who you really are, and hope for the best or...hell, I guess you run away." Eddie shrugged momentarily, not necessarily sure on what he should say next, considering he was practically saying the first thing that came to his mind every time. "I mean look, not everybody is gonna understand the shit that we deal with as heroes on a daily basis. I'm trying to be that, but you? You're already a hero, and you help people all the fucking time and save lives, whether they appreciate you or not. So honestly, who gives a fuck what he thinks? It may be his house and he may make the rules and pay the bills, but guess who's 18 and doesn't have to legally take his shit anymore? You Gwen, you." The former convict sighed, not knowing whether his words were helping or hurting the spider heroine but what else could he really say? "People change, and some people stay the same. Your dad seems set in his ways, and I'd hate to see him kill you so you know what you have to do..." Eddie crossed his arms, staring straightforward. He ran away from home before; was he really going to influence someone else to do the same?