Lighting up, Miles shifted his weight back and forth as he signed back, And all the power. Proportionally. Which is a lot, when you think about it. Spiders are crazy like that. Miles has learned a lot more about spiders since the bite, but he'd never had to figure this all out on his own; Pete had always been there for him.

"Nah, man," Miles said, laughing, and switching back into sign. No, I meant are you good? Aside from the blood. At least, it looked like blood. Miles, by the way, and he pointed at himself, reaching up and tugging his mask off. This was totally against the rules but this place seemed like a good place to throw out some of those, at least for now. It's not like Miles wasn't still thinking this was some weird dream after being up all night playing video games with his friends when he should have been writing his college essay.