[Otto stops up short the moment Peter speaks, claws scraping slightly against the concrete. His damaged eyes may not be the best for picking out subtle differences in Spider suits, but he knows that is not the voice of any Peter Parker he's met before. He's a monster; he knows this. He's done unforgivable things to nearly every iteration of Peter he's ever encountered. And even so, after all of it, none of them have ever threatened him that way. Cold guilt settles immediately in his gut.
What must he, some other him, have done?
The claws on his upper actuators open automatically, to give him a better look. He will not be making this mistake twice. His hands, he holds half-up, palms out.]
...I'm sorry. I...mistook you for someone else. I'll go.
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What must he, some other him, have done?
The claws on his upper actuators open automatically, to give him a better look. He will not be making this mistake twice. His hands, he holds half-up, palms out.]
...I'm sorry. I...mistook you for someone else. I'll go.