Thanks to her scrabbling he manages to get an arm free and joins her in the effort. The spider crawls onto his chest and he brings his hand down upon it, the insect crumpling wetly against his skin.

The web ceases to grow.

Free and breathing haggardly, Peter manages to step away from his unseeing panic enough to notice his surroundings, including Kate.

"Hawkeye?" he replies with confusion, "Sorryforgotyournameletsdoallthatlater, what the hell is going on?!"