Nope, not the same Spider-Man. And he wasn't quite sure what to make of a character like Harley... she was definitely odd, something about her just had that weird little prickle at the back of his neck starting up, like his spider-sense wasn't quite sure what to make of her either.

But she seemed to be genuine, and Miles had never felt quite so desperately alone as he did right now, so that offered hand would be accepted. Just pretend the hand that grasps yours isn't trembling Harley, and pay no attention to how wobbly the kid looks as he pushes to his feet, because there's no way this isn't a kid at his size, even with the costume to hide behind.

"That'd... that'd be really appreciated."