These are some of the details I have put in the file in my head... The first time you ever mentioned "her" and slapping her on the ass. The look in your eyes when you're angry. Your innate ability to see past my walls. Yeah, it scares the shit out of me. NO ONE has ever been able to do that... But it is a fear dominated by electricity. And that power just surges the throbbing of my own further. I know you know about my demons... The ones that barely hold down the bile when that idiot thinks he is a hero merely by taking them shopping?! He is no fucking hero. And that is exactly why I made you into HIS favorite superhero. It's not because I expect you to morph into that suit. It's because you are everything he's not...and so, so much more. And that is only the tip of the iceberg as to why I am always and forevermore, your Mary Jane.