She was, in this particular instance and extenuatingly always, a bit too quick on the draw. She’d seen the brawl, she’d fallen under the pavement, she’d shot up where she assumed the brawl was still happening fist first. And in the wake of this decision she found her fist had connected to Spider-Man’s jaw.  “Ohhhhh-      “ There was a stifled attempt at making sense of the situation, two extended hands up and out of fists as her feet hit the ground from which she emerged with a tack. “That’s I guess you took care of the whole situation-   I mean-   this is probably gonna require some paperwork back at the school.”