Miles stood up, still holding your daughter as she clung to his hoodie.

—"Alright, little Spider, time to head back to your folks," he said, gently bouncing her before handing her over to you. "Don't miss me too much, okay?"

She let out a happy babble, reaching for Miles’ face one last time. He chuckled, leaning in so she could grab his nose before carefully pulling away.

Peter smirked, crossing his arms.

—"You sure you don’t want to babysit a little longer? She seems pretty attached."

Miles shot him a look.

—"Nice try, but I got a mission. Unlike some people, I don’t have the luxury of chilling at home with an adorable baby."

Peter placed a dramatic hand over his chest.

—"Ouch. Low blow, man. But fair."

Miles shook his head, already heading toward the door.

—"Yeah, yeah. Just try not to let her climb the walls while I’m gone."

Peter scoffed.

—"No promises."

As Miles disappeared into the portal, Peter turned to you, watching as your daughter curled against your chest, already dozing off. His heart swelled.

—"Guess it’s just us again," he murmured, brushing a hand over her tiny curls. Then, with a grin, he added, "So… should we teach her how to dodge lasers next, or is that more of a 'toddler' skill?"