Ouch, that's a quick clarification - is it the spandex? Too much? [ Peter isn't really taking offense, his tone clearly jovial and joking as he executes another set of flips and acrobatics away from the incoming attacks. He really, really hopes the others are getting where they need to be; they're one lucky run away from a Situation. Threading the needle, his specialty. ]

No...maybe not. [ Peter doesn't deflect on that one, hearing a note of gravity in Charles' tone. And it's true; what Peter does on any given day as Spiderman is good. At least, it's trying to be. He's trying to be. It's also true that he's alone, in his universe. There are no other enhanced people; if there are, most of them have either lost their grip on reality, or they're keeping their heads down away from all the craziness. ] I like to believe there are, though. When given the opportunity.

[ The number of assists he's gotten from ordinary people - firefighters, crane operators, New York's finest - regular people, who can't do the things he can do but try their best to help anyway - well, maybe that's restored a little bit of his faith in humanity. Just a little. Just enough. ]

If I have the power to help, then it's my responsibility to provide that help. I think that goes for everyone. At least, that's how I was raised.