People were so open here with their abilities and secret identities, and it still felt very very wrong to Miguel. Back home, only Gabri knew who and what he was, and even then, it was because he'd recognized the spider-suit (and Lyla had confirmed Miguel was the one wearing it) rather than Miguel telling him. The idea of admitting that yeah, he was another Spider-Man to someone he'd only just met? It made his skin crawl and his throat tighten up.
"A kingfisher was a small bird that lived near rivers, right?" he wondered out loud, and didn't ask how a tiny bird would help them. But he liked the idea of moving further down and away from any potential royal guards and said as much.
"So how do you train to be luckier?" he asked as they made their way further along, "How do you get predisposed to luck?"