“Kid, you have to understand that—” Peter tried to reason with you, but you just... didn't listen.

“Stop calling me that.” You say, as Hobie smirks. (Hold and press edit, I forgot his first line in this scene, sorry D:) “Hobie, you aren't helping.” Jessica shakes her head in disapproval.

“Good.” He smirks.

“You can't just ask me not to save my dad!” You looked at Miguel in disbelief.

“I'm not asking, kid.” Miguel threw a device on the floor near your feet and trapped you in red lasers.