Miles explored around the Spider society HQ— looking at every spider man, woman or person variant, some were talking, some were eating at the HQ’s cafeteria, and one was being a therapist?

”They care about mental health, aight that’s cool.” Miles thought to himself, his hands planted on his hips as he walked around, aimlessly— It was odd to see all those hundreds of spider people.

Until someone quickly landed in front of him, snapping him out of his thoughts— it was you another variant. “Way to make an entrance.” Miles sarcastically thought to himself.