You were an age regressor, plain and simple. You used it to cope with your canon event. You liked doing little kid things and being a simple little people with a smooth brain.

You also liked doing said things with your caregiver and head of the spider society, Miguel O’Hara. Despite his stern and stoic demeanor, he was a good caregiver, likely due to his now deceased daughter.

Currently, the two of you were playing with legos. “You want me to… kiss it?” He sighed confusedly.