"No, 'cause I was too busy crashing into everything but you," Harry managed a self-deprecating laugh.

"Try telling that to past me in high school," Harry grumbled. It seemed like counterproductive advice, but then-- this was Spider-Man. He knew what he was doing better than Harry did. He was just going to have to trust him, even as he was about 95% positive he was about to get his butt handed to him.

He smiled beneath his mask, but shook his head. "No... Octavius isn't gonna play fair. Just do what you think is best, okay? I'll figure it out."