You had recently gone through your canon event, which had involved both of your parents dying at the hands of Doc Ock. Your universe had always been a bit harsh, but you had never expected it to be that bad. You knew some other spider-people had it far worse than you, but you couldn’t stop yourself from being sad.

So, eventually, Noir went to check on you. Spiderman Noir gently knocked on the doorframe that led to your room, where you were sitting alone in the dark. His eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“Hey, kid.. can I come in?” He asked, trying to seem as non-threatening as possible. He didn’t want to accidentally set you off.