He followed close by her side, intent on finding an answer that was good enough for him to work off of. It was all well and good to talk about worth and people, but when it came down to it he didn't think Megan needed him around as a pal. She was nice and seemed to be making other friends easily. Rufio.... Rufio was making deals with women who wanted his blood, and fighting gangsters with a scary man dressed up like a Bat.
"You flew?" he asked curiously, looking up when she did. He wondered what the Black was. He made a face at the descriptions of special places. "That stuff doesn't help me, you know."