Well that sure as eventful. Peter had only barely managed to not get caught in that crazy explosion and was back on shore, towel over his shoulders and hair a curly mess as he settled in for lunch, Shelob right by his side and Peeves tucked away back in its pokeball.

"Well that was. A thing." He says, sounding a little exhausted. At least his senses can relax while he's on dry land. "Think I might need a nap after that."

"Spina..." Shelob gently pats his leg.