"There isn't anything to worry about. Even if everything here has mutated, it's mutated from things that the people living here were familiar with and prepared for. Maybe their spiders weren't as big, but they still had them. So I'll have a place to start." She's still holding his hand, still squeezing it tightly, and she gives it a little jiggle. "You know the way you are with computers and robots? How prepared and calm and competent you are when it comes to finding the solutions to our problems with them? Well, this is where I get to shine. I'm good at this stuff. Right now, you're my robot with a bug, and I'm Peter Parker." It sounded less weird in her head, but she hopes the sentiment translates.