"Hey, we gotta go, important things to do-"

When she sees that you're looking rather resigned to doing yet another mission, she pauses. Being around her wasn't something you disliked; it was the opposite. It was like she was your aunt or mother. She has been the only adult who's helped you with this Spider-person thing. Fatigue was all it was. She sighs, a hand on her hips.

"We can..deal with Miguel later. C'mon, kiddo. Let’s have fun." She says, dangling her motorcycle keys in her hands.