[She meant how was the spa, not how did he literally discover its physical location, but at least the poor lad got there eventually.]
Good to know you still have your priorities straight, after all this time. I was afraid I'd come back after a hundred years and you'd have taken up a fad diet.
[It's not like she thought he'd take it lightly. In fact, this is precisely the reaction she was anticipating: eyes wide, voice high, completely flabbergasted. But she's never been one for ceremony, when it comes to saying things that need to be said. Better to drop it in like an accident than get him all worked up first. And with decades of solitude under her belt, that instinct has only been sharpened and honed.]
I look pretty good for a hundred and thirty, yeah?
[A fact, more than a brag. She still doesn't look a day over twenty-eight; not even her hair has grown.]
[Yeah, the not looking any older thing is really throwing him for a loop. She's an old lady! He'll never say that, of course, because he doesn't have a death wish -- but still. After a moment of dumbfounded staring, he says:]
[His reaction is a bit more discomforted than Clara had hoped, and it puts a tinge of regret in her stomach, knowing she's not quite the woman Peter thought he was getting back. Is he sad? Wary? Somewhere in the last century, she's lost some of her intuitive ability to tell.]
Always a planet that needs saving. The job doesn't come with vacation days.
[Nor has she had much of a desire to take any. Stopping means dwelling, and that's never pleasant.]
[His amazement lessens, but doesn't quite leave his face. If anything, the wonder grows a touch sentimental. Surprised.]
All that time doing all of that work... I can't imagine still being able to remember lil' ol me after all of that. I must be too big a beefcake to forget, huh?
[He laughs weakly at his own half-hearted joke.
Really, he's just happy to know all that time, and she still remembers Peter Parker.
But then, he's never put as much value in Peter as he does in Spider-Man.
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[Said so defeatedly. He know that look. No use being a lying liar to lies.]
It was a really nice spa, though.
... Free little chocolates, too.
[This is the person you've adopted as your orphaned brother, Clara.]
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Good to know you still have your priorities straight, after all this time. I was afraid I'd come back after a hundred years and you'd have taken up a fad diet.
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Expectedly.]
A hundred years?
You were gone for a hundred years?
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I look pretty good for a hundred and thirty, yeah?
[A fact, more than a brag. She still doesn't look a day over twenty-eight; not even her hair has grown.]
Time flies when you're playing Doctor.
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... Uhh.
You've been really busy, huh?
[Yeah, that sounds about right.]
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Always a planet that needs saving. The job doesn't come with vacation days.
[Nor has she had much of a desire to take any. Stopping means dwelling, and that's never pleasant.]
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[His amazement lessens, but doesn't quite leave his face. If anything, the wonder grows a touch sentimental. Surprised.]
All that time doing all of that work... I can't imagine still being able to remember lil' ol me after all of that. I must be too big a beefcake to forget, huh?
[He laughs weakly at his own half-hearted joke.
Really, he's just happy to know all that time, and she still remembers Peter Parker.
But then, he's never put as much value in Peter as he does in Spider-Man.
It's a work in progress.]