Miles has seen a lot, alright?

Well, he's been through a lot. Uncle Aaron dying in his arms, saving the universe from a flipping collider and jumping through the multiverse like it's nothing.

But this? This has gotta top the cake.

"W-wait wait wait wait— time out! tiempo fuera! dame un segundo!" Miles blurted, his lens widening and yeah he's breaking out the Spanish cus he can't afford to get a B in Spanish class anymore — his mom is furious.

"How do you have those powers?! I'm the only Spider-Man in this uni— here! I mean here." Miles was beyond befuddled, did someone create you? Maybe manage to get part of his dna during a fight? Cus those are his powers, the zap zap and the invisibility — cus what the fuck man, his spidey senses were tingling just from seeing you.

"Look, I-I'm all for.. the more the merrier. But who are you? Where- where did you come from?" This is why he began to hate Miguel's little club, everyone can get to him but he can't contact them. What if that guy is still trying to get rid of him? 'Original anomaly my ass..'

"Can't we.. come to some sort of a.. a truce here? I'd really love to talk to you! If you'd.. stop trying to kill me..." Miles deflected another web, he's been in the game longer than you have. 'Dios mío, voy a llegar tarde a cenar otra vez...'

"Not even some light banter? I've learned my lesson to go easy!"