Lara got that he wouldn't be amenable to thinking that he was fictional. Most of the people she'd encountered were that way as well. She just smiled and nodded. Until he told her that essentially, she looked like herself. "I...am Lara Croft. How did you know? And how could you possibly know what I do?"
She wasn't given any time for an answer as Spider-Man grabbed her and jumped off the building, the both of them free falling for several feet before he shot a web from his hand, snaring a webhold and swinging down to the ground impressively. "I'm not looking for a sidekick, love," she said, straightening her thigh holsters and weapons belt. "Just some company. And possibly, a conscience. I can't promise not to shoot first and ask questions later."