Wanda nodded, unsure of what to say. She wasn't, she found, particularly good at this. Now she felt downright foolish for thinking she could help someone else when she could barely handle herself. His next words elicited a wry smile and she shook her head, "Well, sweetie, you've managed pretty well for eighteen years. You're smart, you're handsome, you've got a cute boyfriend, you've got an amazing ability, you're a superhero in your universe and I get the feeling that all in all you're going to have a pretty successful life. Regardless of what those idiots at school think. They can only bring you down as far as you'll let them."