[Oh Beck. Buddy. You've been around Spider-Man too long. Steven's still smiling, but now he's shaking his head in a bemused manner as well.]

Bullet to the head? What do you take me for? I'm not that kind of person, now am I? [His fingers tap at the side of his glass.] Look at me, I'm the only English Naphil in town. I've got no chance of pulling the wool over anyone's eyes. ...Dunno why I even would. I reckon back home it would've mattered more, what with all the bureaucracy involved, but here? We've all got superpowers here, don't we?