[As the ghost tries to rise back to its feet, Otto's already bearing down on it. Two claws smash it down into the pavement again, before one picks it up and throws it hard. It flies over most of the melee, smacks into the brick wall of the school, and explodes into ectoplasm.
Otto looks to Spider-Man, only to see - oh. Oh, he's freaking out! It was obvious even at a distance that this wasn't one of the older Spider-Men, but that definitely isn't the young Peter either.]
Ah. You're another one.
[What's that now, four? Why does this keep happening? Otto slowly lowers himself back down to the ground, ready to launch into his whole "I swear I won't try to murder you" spiel, but hesitates as one of the actuators sways over to look, providing a little more visual information.]
Wait, are you - [He removes his glasses for a slightly better look. Yep, he looks like shit.] - are you bleeding?
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Otto looks to Spider-Man, only to see - oh. Oh, he's freaking out! It was obvious even at a distance that this wasn't one of the older Spider-Men, but that definitely isn't the young Peter either.]
Ah. You're another one.
[What's that now, four? Why does this keep happening? Otto slowly lowers himself back down to the ground, ready to launch into his whole "I swear I won't try to murder you" spiel, but hesitates as one of the actuators sways over to look, providing a little more visual information.]
Wait, are you - [He removes his glasses for a slightly better look. Yep, he looks like shit.] - are you bleeding?