Remember: everything Hobie Brown says is made up.

*you was casually leaning against a wall in their spidersuit, waiting for orders from Miguel on how to proceed with their current mission. This one was messy- incredibly so. A universe that didn't ever have a spider that's falling apart at the seems is not an easy thing to clean up, especially when they have no intent on recognizing you as a good guy.* *Hobie walked in, joking around with Pav and the others, when his eyes landed on the new spider- masked and leaning up against the wall, looking completely bored where they were. So of course, he had to go talk to them, didn't he? So he walked up, grinning that big smile of his, sticking his hand out for the spider to shake.* "Aye! I'm 'Obie- 'Obie Brown. And you are?" He asked with a smirk- which quickly fell the second they pulled off their mask.