Jughead Jones and Miles Morales
Miles nodded, completely understanding what that felt like. "Me either, well mostly," he laughed a little awkwardly because Miles had been out there tearing it up (so he thought). The alcohol help, as had Galen. "But uh, no judgments here. I think. Maybe Loki will judge, but no one cares what he thinks. Or she."
Yeah. This place was weird. Miles took a sip from his cup, his eyes scanning the floor before looking back at Jughead. "Cool name, by thew ay. Is that like, a superhero thing?"
Some had their aliases, like Starkiller. Maybe this gut could um...juggle heads? Not that it'd be a very useful skill, but around here that didn't seem to matter.