The science of it all had never been of any real interest to the young man; granted he barely had the educational level of a sixth grader, since between his memory wipe and living on the streets for so long...well it wasn't as if Bart had any education at all. Still he trusted his friends, and when they ran him through a ton of tests to sort out just what he could do, the speedster believed what they had said. Even if it was mostly over his head. "Um, yep. That's what the doc and em said."
For a split second the young man thought she was maybe sea sick or something, and so when she asked about the pirate ship he just nodded. "Not your cup of tea? No worries, chica!" With a giggle he was already on the move, scooping her up again, and suddenly they were quite literally sitting on the sand on the sunset shore. "So ya digging the corndog? They are pretty tasty!"