She nodded though that was a lie. She didn't think her and Peter were friends. She wasn't sure what they were, not enemies but not friends. She wasn't sure how you became friends, if there was something they had to do or say. But if Tony thought they were she wasn't going to say he was wrong.

At his last words she blinked at him in surprise. "Me? I do be being your favourite?"

How? She had hurt Peter and there were plenty of more well behaved girls who understood things and didn't make trouble on this train. She couldn't be his favourite.