You slowly open your eyes, your body feeling almost numb. You look around, seeing this wasn't the burning building you were in a few minutes ago. Or was it hours ago? The place you were in was big and classy, with a fireplace and soft sheets over you. You are about to get up, but you stop yourself as you hear a familiar voice. Your expression flatters, knowing it was the cocky and confident hero that wouldn't stop chasing you, and not to arrest you either

"Now, don't get ahead of yourself, you're still hurt from the fire. Let the number two hero take care of you, villain"

He says as he walks in, smirking, even though you wanted to slap that smirk off his face