Baba looked up as well, and she noticed the hesitation? This kid had some major self-esteem issues, most of which went right back to the feet and how his parents handled it. She had a lot of work to do.
"Not just those superheroes. Heroes come in all shapes and sizes, even colors and species. They don't have to be Prince Charmings. In fact, Prince Charming wasn't all that great a guy from what I understand." He could take it as a joke that last bit, or he could think she was a little off; but, the crone smiled all the same.
"Oh, because I look like this, I can't possibly know what I'm talking about? Do you know what it's like to know people's potentials, to know who and what they can be, and not be listened to? People think I'm crazy, but I assure you, I'm not." Not too much. "I'm...oh, what is that Greek story. There's a story about a woman who tells the future, true future, but no one listens." The small woman shrugged it off.
"I might know a place you should go. It's okay if you where your shoes, though you could probably have something better cobbled for you. Why you insist on getting whatever's on the shelf i do not know. You should get something made specially for you, custom." She glanced down at his feet. "But, you might like this place. It's full of wonderful books. The young lady there is very nice." Baba looked around. "You know, you should just walk home or...try leaping and bounding home."