Party returns the tiny smile with one of his own, finding himself easing slightly. Gwen's got the closest thing to trust Party can dish out, anyway, and that's evident in the fact that he's actually having a conversation with her that doesn't involve how to escape or how suspicious and crazy everyone in Taxon is.

"I think I figured that out when you Spider Man'd up the building, and then pulled a Catwoman over there." He jerked a thumb towards the direction of the tree, glad he didn't squeal like a little girl. Which he probably would have done, in all honesty.

"Phones.. Still kinda weird me out. I'm used to radio transmissions. And Tumbleweed? I'll keep that in mind. You're a regular superhero, totally slaughtermatic. Milkshake, even, and I can always use milkshakes. Especially superheros."