She studied the two, green eyes shifting between the young face and obvious older one. She picked up on excitment coming from Mr. Stark despite his thoughts being scattered and impossible to tie down. For her? She was truly nothing compared to him; he was a Avenger and saved the world...she was Marvel Girl and happened to have a talent for burning people alive into ash.
There was a poking of elbows and Jean blinked curiously. If she didn't know better, she would have thought they were teen girls at a concert about to meet the head star. At the sound of the cough, the redhead was jolted from her thoughts and her eyes strayed to the boy beside him and studied his face. No, she had never seen him before. "I don't think I have actually."