"Well..." Sandy mused thoughtfully. "My dad always told me stories about this hero right? Spider-man protected New York city from bad guys including my dad. He even made my dad become a good guy. Then he went away for a long time till this old man brought him back. The old man told a bunch of us his real name." Another questioning look at him.

"Peter Parker."

Passing him a practice knife she posed the way she had before showing him how to hold the knife and how to take a stance before a throw.

"So I guess the only way of knowing for sure is if you turn out to have a hero inside while we're fighting all these forces of darkness or whatever."