"Yes, seriously!" There is a split second where she wishes she'd gotten her phone, just to record this for him. But it's drowned out by her own excitement at his excitement-

And too late she releases she should have told him not to throw it, but oh well.

It's his Starter and she knows, even as she winces at the clang, she'd have done the same thing.

Said clang is enough to cause the ball to bursts open, the force of the exiting energy as it reforms into something yellow and spiderish, pushes it back. If Peter's quick, he can probably catch the pokeball, otherwise Eva's on the job.

The spider itself is tiny; discounting the four legs (and four eyes), its body's only about three inches long. Also, it's very much clinging to the side of the train and is almost cartoonish levels of yellow fluff.

"Something like that, yeah."