Ben grins up at his oldest friend, but despite it all, there's a strange formality to his congenial attitude. Perhaps its just the tremendous respect he has for Dr. Richards.

Or maybe it's something else.

"Dere good kids, Professor." Ben continues, crossing his arms and nodding. "Parker had th'right idea t'worry about that sorta malarky, but they seem on th'up and up in my respectable opin-" His voice cuts off as Spider-Man speaks.

They didn't say anything about Doom before, see. The General's eyes narrow and his hands grip into fists unconsciously, his hackles throughly raised by this.