"No, Bruce. No!" Peter shook his head rapidly. "That was the worst option. I hope someone punched you for that. There's no way in hell anyone with half a brain would have wanted you to get taken by those guys. "

It would have been just as bad, maybe more so to come back and find out the ship had given Bruce up to die for an accident. Loosing Sans was bad enough but that came from a more even fight. Sending off a friend to die would have worked Peter into a frenzy.

"They managed to send them away, some of them at least. That was an option. Running had to be one. I don't see why we didn't talk off whenever they showed up. This thing has to be able to, I don't know, hit light speed or do whatever they do in those old science geek shows. Something! You know?"