[ Robbie rakes his teeth over his bottom lip. It's that or glower at the revelation. He knew, of course, that Vance's father used to beat him up for being 'different' - for being a mutant. Like it wasn't the asshole's own genes that had help make Vance. It's never felt more real than now, though, when the twisted reasoning is coming from someone so young that's obviously been on the wrong side of that logic within hours. ]

Parents... aren't always right. If no one stood out, how'd we get anywhere? No heroes, no Einsteins, no Madonnas. Standing out can be a good thing.

[ He gives him a smile and carefully eases Vance's sleeve up, sucking in a breath when he uncovers the blossoming bruise. How could Arnold Astrovik live with himself? You're supposed to love your kid, not put him in the hospital. Vance, of all people, deserves so much better. ]

I'm ... new to you, I guess. I'm used to you being - I don't know, fifteen years older? But yeah, we know Spidey. And Cap. They're even cooler than you think they are. [ The kid doesn't need to know the bad stuff. ] But you're a better Avenger than they'll ever be.