[What!! What reason would you have to assume he's a teenager?! C'mon, man. Is it the high voice, or the PB&J lunch, or the hyperactive edge??

He flips down to the next floor, dangling from the lip of the building by a spider-like web.]

Yeah! I mean, I'm not a native, but this is my usual gig.

Looking out for the little guy, making sure nobody's doing anything super immoral or illegal. Like stealing bikes, or stabbing people. The usual questionable criminal stuff. Or, y'know. Helping hang up a Grand Opening sign.

I have a really flexible schedule.