"So...the Batman is real. Scary, deep voice, chases all the baddies back to Arkham and doesn't really seem to work with the police as much on his own?" Peter wondered aloud, hoping this was the same Batman. Though from what he'd heard, he wasn't sure if Batman was really a hero or not, seeing that the media painted him as a vigilante or a psychopath in a costume. Maybe he could kind of feel for the guy in that sense...
Rubbing his chin thoughtfully he shook his head, "No breaking the law on my part. No matter what the papers like to say about me. Everyone's a critic, right?" A shrug of his shoulders and then placing his hands on his hips in almost the same manner that Superman posed on the poster on his bedroom wall.
"Well, I feel like this should be my exit. I see you're committing no crimes here, so...let's pretend I said something inspirational, eh?" Peter took a few steps back and turned, leaping off the side of the building and then flicking his wrist to shoot the webbing out. It clung to the side of the building and he used the momentum to swing himself, shooing from another wrist and disappearing down a side street.