"Oh. That sucks. I'm sorry," Miles muttered and scratched the back of his head because what else could he say about that? It did suck. He would be overcome with some serious guilt if he'd been int hat situation before he got here. Hell, he was feeling guilty now when he knew his parents were safe and when he'd just disappeared on them.
Orphanages. Sounded tough. Miles was realizing more and more just how lucky he was as he listened, especially when he heard some of the stories around Starklanida. He had a pretty amazing upbringing compared to some. Spider-bite and all.
"Uh, 2018." He shrugged. "Bit of a different time from yours. And place, I guess. Grew up in New York. My dad was a cop, and yeah...I mean, typical teenager for where and when I come from I guess, except for the wall-crawling."