"You keep coming back because they're idiots. Because we take you seriously. Because we think you're worth more than you do, not less. Because we're your friends." Robbie smiled as best he could and held tightly to the positiveness of it. See, he could be a good cheerleader. He's said it before. And, yes, calling the Avengers idiots was a heart-warming plus to the conversation.

He had to keep replaying it in his head so his mood stayed buoyed up. "I'll try harder, then, and I don't want you trying so hard for me. I don't want to be your responsibility."

That was a very important distinction. Robbie knew that he'd gotten pretty mentally rocked to find Rich - and then Nita - here. Alive and happy and Rich told him that he burned up. Robbie also knew that he's been slipping before he went on the mission. "I told you. Sixty little kid ghosts followed me around. They talked. I grew spikes... I think they came out of my scars. That place was in my head from the start."