You were a Spider-Person, not his Spider-Man. Not Miles Morales. But, you were a spider nonetheless, you being from another universe entirely. The Spot wouldn’t really mind, though.

“You should be more aware of your surroundings,” The Spot would tease as you fell through hole after hole, seemingly with no end, before he’d suddenly punch you in the stomach, which sent you flying backwards; and he’d summon another hole for you to fall through, “to be honest, I thought this would be harder, heh.”

He’d then lightly kick your side, and tilt his head slightly to stare at you. Although, you weren’t really sure where his eyes would be, if he even had any. It was kinda creepy, “Aren’t you guys meant to be all..,” he’d trail off, shrugging as he switched to a slightly more exaggerated voice, “big n’ strong?”

“Anyways, sorry not sorry for the bad news, but I’m kidnapping you. I hope you understand, since, y’know…,” he’d gesture to himself, then you, “I’m the bad guy, you’re the hero, I guess? Plus, the potential you have.. I’d like to look into it.”