[ It's as she's speaking that Peter fires his blaster at the guy, electricity arcing the short distance between the weapon and the man's chest and sending him into convulsions before he finally goes limp on the ground. Not dead -- the settings were too low to kill -- but certainly unconscious, and certainly with the promise of a whole lot of pain when the man finally wakes.
Peter doesn't answer her immediately, in favor of grabbing the guy underneath his armpits and dragging him into the storage closet he and Maya had just vacated. He closes the door and locks it. As an afterthought, he drags a nearby table in front of it, as well.
It's only when that's taken care of that he turns to Maya. ]
We'll make sure the Nova Corps gets her treatment. There's nothing we can do for her now.
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Peter doesn't answer her immediately, in favor of grabbing the guy underneath his armpits and dragging him into the storage closet he and Maya had just vacated. He closes the door and locks it. As an afterthought, he drags a nearby table in front of it, as well.
It's only when that's taken care of that he turns to Maya. ]
We'll make sure the Nova Corps gets her treatment. There's nothing we can do for her now.