[ as soon as the beam snaps, gwen drops. she lands on her feet, the momentum propelling her forward. visible again, she sprints for the shed. using a web-line, she slingshots around it, almost flying toward the next house. she doesn't slow down through it or the next, zipping around broken bits of furniture and over toppled fixtures with a dizzying speed testament to her limited precognitive abilities and her quicker reflexes.

at the third, gwen finally comes to a stop. she cannot hear sounds of pursuit and spider-sense is quiet. more pressing, this is the most exercise she's had yet, and despite having had her own rations these past weeks, she has to eat for two. ]

I think we're good here for a minute.

[ maybe plot out their next moves. from her satchel, she removes half an energy bar still in its wrapper. gwen snaps off a piece for herself, and waves the other near blue's head. ]

Want some? I think I've got some water left too. I just need, like, thirty seconds to recharge and I can keep going.