[The symbiote thing wasn't May's first time either, and not even the first time she'd seen one Peter Parker being taken over by one.]

With how many of us are around? [She doesn't really know which 'us' she's referring to more. Parkers? Spiders? Superheroes? It's hard to say.] Not really.

And, the other May... [It's been months now, just being here, and she still hasn't figured out what to call her. After all, they don't know which is the clone, just which one Norman Osborn kept. Then again, someplace like here, it doesn't really matter, does it? Even if she was the original, here she's a clone too.] I don't really know how it started either. I just have what my dad and the Kaine there had to go off of. She just showed up out of nowhere and attacked me at school.

And from there it... well. Everything really does seem to keep coming back to Norman Osborn and that bridge, doesn't it? I wish I didn't see why my dad hates him so much.