Was Flash crying a little bit? No, but he was tearing up. Truth be told, being zapped to this quaint village without a fucking idea of what happened was more upsetting than a lot of people seemed to be letting on. He had a career, right? He helped people. Not much of a personal life yet, but he was doing something. Now, what? He was starting from square one with a lot of people.
The burger, the illusion of a burger, fucking helped.
"Career hero." He said back with a smirk up at her. "Yeah, I guess. I was one of those people who went after it. No freak accident. I made a choice to have power and help people." Flash hadn't said it out loud, honestly no one had asked. He took another bite and shook his head, uncomfortable talking about himself. "What's it like being Jean Grey, huh?"