@fearthestreet asked: "whose blood is that?" // assorted injuries
“UH—” Panic. Stopping right in his tracks, Peter lets the web he was about to use to propel himself out of here and hopefully head right to his apartment fizzle out instead. It’s not like there’s any problem with being spotted right now! It’s just that, well, he WASN’T trying to draw any sort of attention to the injury, and...bigger problem, he didn’t exactly manage to take out ALL the bad guys. Despite trying the best he could, a few managed to run away, with one getting a pretty nasty hit in the process. For all he knows, they could find him any second now AND end up endangering anyone he’s with.
“Don’t worry! It’s—” What? Not his? That’s even more concerning! ...And completely not true. “— okay, it’s mine, but it’s not that bad! Trust me, compared to what I’ve dealt with before, this one’s practically NOTHING!” Tell that to the dark crimson visible even underneath his red suit. “You prob’ly shouldn’t stick around me, I’m gonna TRY and handle it before another fight breaks out, but gonna be honest, I don’t always get the best luck, and I don’t want you to end up in danger or anything!”