Micah nodded. He had his own stash of comic books at one point, before his stupid cousin had gotten them stolen by some of the local gang members. Along with his dad's medal. "So you're from a different timeline?" He looked impressed. It wasn't every day that one heard about different things happening than the one that you remembered because of a separate chain of events that changed the course of the future. It was almost like an alternate universe, wasn't it?
The impressed look only lasted for but so long. His expression darkened a little and Micah suddenly looked concerned. "You didn't mean to," he looked down. "I'm sorry that happened."