Rhi
[MJ's slipping, he can feel it. Every day is harder and harder for her and the baby keeps giving false alarm after false alarm. He built a monitor for her using his eyepiece from his suit so she could see inside while he's gone, so today he's on the street with half a mask yoinked out. It looks a little spooky in the moonlight, one eye sparkling, face splattered with the blood of a trafficker. He crawls on the ceiling of a warehouse where about a hundred kids watch this nightmarish version of Spiderman save them. He sneaks into the next room and he webs up the 5 bad guys in charge.
With the men tied together in webs, he calls his vigilante friends] I got you a present.