Peter felt his blood running cold in his veins, Elliot had hit the nail on the head. Somehow this guy had managed to find out secrets that Peter thought he’d kept hidden pretty well. How could he have even done that? No one saw his pictures, they went from the little preview screen on the camera straight to his computer’s hard drive. There wasn’t any kind of cloud that he used (because he may not have been the smartest kid when it came to hacking — building computers was more of his thing, not figuring out the programs that made them work — but he knew just how easy it was to snatch pictures from the cloud and post them online. That’s how all those celebrity nudes got leaked, after all.). Someone would have had to physically get into his house and look through his things.

Had this guy broken in? Gone through all of his things, but not taken any of it. And for what reason? How would s a few pictures of Gwen prove anything other than he was still caught up on her. Pictures of his ex girlfriend didn’t instantly mean that he was Spider-Man, it just meant that he couldn’t get over someone.

Peter felt more confused than he had at the start of the conversation, he didn’t want to question Elliot any further, didn’t want to admit that the other had been right in any part of his little accusation, but his own mind was spinning with questions of his own.

Why was he doing this?
What did he want?
Why did he have to bring up Gwen, of all people? His one true weakness in the whole world.

“Why do I follow her? I wanna protect her. I really love her and it’s… There’s a lot of reasons why we can’t be together, so it’s just easier for me to watch her from far away, you know?” He still hadn’t admitted to the whole Spider-Man thing. He could still follow her around and take pictures of her as a normal guy.

Just a creepy, normal guy.