It's not like Steve's going to be left completely alone while the two Spider-Men head out, either. There's Rory who has honestly been super helpful in pulling people together and Mister Horvath is looking over Steve as best he can. But no one here is a doctor or a cleric or whatever weird D&D term you use to describe a magic-doctor that probably definitely exists in this weird meetup of worlds.

Peter gives one more loud sniffle trying to get himself back in order before he tugs the mask back down and sucks in a deep breath. Okay, Parker. You guys have got this. Hurry back to the plaza, find some help and anything else they can give for the shelter and then hurry back. Easy.

"If nothing else, we gotta warn the folks at the base about this weird curse stuff. So no one else gets hurt. We oughta head out from the roof so folks aren't trying to play tag along. Won't be able to use that entrance when we come back though. Steve was talking to another super type guy back at the Plaza about setting traps up there to catch anyone trying to break in."