Staten Island.
Aaron stood on the rooftop, calmly sipping coffee as he watched the ferry sail farther and farther away.
Peter Parker hung his head and stood stiffly beside him. "Mr. Gaius, I..."
"No need to explain. I saw everything that happened." Aaron pointed at his eyes, then poked Peter Parker in the spine. "Those were all accidents. You did nothing wrong."
"Really?" Peter Parker was stunned for a moment, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart. "You really think so?"
"Of course." Aaron nodded solemnly before casually saying, "Take it off."
"Take it off?" Peter Parker instinctively crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm straight. I'm not into guys."
"Stop trying to play dumb. I'm telling you to take off the suit." Aaron rolled his eyes, then took out a set of clothes from his Spatial Ring and tossed them over. "Your luggage was already prepared for you. Thoughtful, right?"
"But... didn't you say I didn't do anything wrong?" Peter Parker said aggrievedly. He thought he had worked hard enough. Even if he had no merit, he had at least put in the effort!
"You didn't do anything wrong, but you screwed up.
We had an agreement beforehand. If you gamble, you have to accept the loss.
You lost, so you have to hand over the suit." Aaron said matter-of-factly. "This teaches us that you need to think twice before doing anything in the future.
If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job. If you don't have the ability, don't step forward and meddle in other people's business."
"I don't understand. You were clearly there. Why didn't you... arrest Vulture?
If you had stepped in, they never could have escaped."
"I'm only responsible for cleaning up your messes, like that ferry.
That doesn't mean I