"Easy for you to say. The odds of me being as slippery as you are pretty slim." Especially when his maneuvering advantage was entirely dependent on his glider. Fortunately for Peter, Harry knew next to nothing about combat and couldn't fuss about the messy fighting style. Any kind of fighting tips were a blessing at this point.

"--How? His movements are so unpredictable. He has like... eight limbs to watch!" And after all this time, that's when it starts to sink in. A guy named Otto Octavius ending up with eight limbs? Distracted by the revelation, Harry started to laugh and ended up clipping a chain. It threw off his balance just enough to send him swerving when he went to compensate in order to avoid Spider-Man's fast swing and ended up over-correcting. He squawked in alarm and pulled to a jarring stop before he ended up crashing into one of the nearby ramps. It was close enough to touch, which he did to steady himself a bit before pushing off and letting the glider drift away a couple feet. "Sorry-- my bad. I'd offer to foot the bill if I break your ramps, but it's kinda hard to write a superhero a check."

But he was going to use the opportunity to take another breather. "How the hell are you so fast? It's unreal."