Gwen wasn't disappointed or upset. Confused, sure. She thought Sam was pretty awesome, for many reasons. For starters, he took in a lost teen from another dimension. There were adoption papers and all. And now Gwen was a Wilson. She had cousins that she played video games with and watched out for. She had an aunt she helped out around the house and with the boat.

And second and most important, he was one of the good guys of this world. There were so many videos on youtube about The Falcon and Captain America that Gwen could watch for hours, plus it helped when she got to fight alongside the other Avengers. They made a pretty good team.

She heard him come into the house. Hell, she heard him arrive before he even set foot on the porch, spider-hearing alerting her to her dads presence. She'd just gotten on FaceTime with Peter, catching up with him about school and all and making plans to play a video game together later, but Gwen cut the talk short.

Heading to her bedroom door, she pulls it open and greets Sam with a grin.

"Hey," she says, half-smile on her face. "You okay?" She can tell he's not, and she saw the news footage. But it's probably best to not ask outright. Let him talk if he wants.