"That bad, huh? Man, I am out of practice." She thunks her head back against the supports behind her, staring back out over the ocean ahead. "...please, I'm— trying to keep it quiet. I don't know, it's this— this whole thing, you know? I've spent some time with other people like me, people who get it, but that's... different. So people not knowing, it just— it feels safer."

Maybe it's not logical. Maybe it's completely irrational. But Gwen spent so long with the public opinion of Spider-Woman split between adulation and hatred, a cacophonous roar of discordant tunes that came together in the crescendo of a gunshot, that it doesn't feel irrational.