Peter winces when she presses the thing he's mostly sure is a shot of some kind to his elbow. If it's gonna sting it's probably a needle. He coughs a little and squeezes his palms tight. It's a good thing he's not holding anything or it would have been crushed.

Shelob goes on to tell Meowth about Peter and his his dislike for needles and to careful because he's a lot stronger than he looks. She then stringshots the cookies to pull them away from Peter since he can't be trusted.

"Spina!" She offers them to Meowth.

Amazingly, what ever it was that Jessie gave him, seems to help clear him up again. He doesn't feel nearly as itchy and he can breath. He's not sure how long it'll last but he'll take it for now.

"Hey! I can walk, you know!" Peter protests as he's pulled by his ankles. How degrading. He grabs the ground and sticks to it to at least get her stop dragging him so he can stand up!