Freddy hobbled to the bed and sat down. He wondered if he should change back into his hero form, but dismissed the thought. He'd have to change back eventually and he guessed the soreness would return too.
He smiled at Nico's attempt to cheer him up. His friend had a point, but, still, Freddy knew he was part of a team at home. Maybe it really did make a difference. However, he had to admit he was proud he held his own, even if he didn't win. He was alive, after all.
"Yeah," he said softly, glancing down at his arm, which had an ugly bruise forming. "And it is kinda cool meeting a villain I read about, you know? Weird, okay, but, really, I fought He Who Shall Not be Named!"