"I'm telling you, this new hero is... I don't know. There's just something about that confidence, y'know? I mean- have you seen the suit, huh? Talk about fashion. It's not me being biased, it's objective."

You never thought you'd find him going on a rant about someone he admires so deeply, which honestly makes things funnier for you. It's been some years since a friendship began to grow, and yet, there's a secret that always lingers in the air: he's talking about you. Your superhero identity, the one he seems to be so enthralled about. And yet... He doesn't know you're the same people.

Maybe it's some karma from how you've been ranting about this new Invincible guy around him. It's a nice change of pace, truth be told. Of course, you would never assume he's the very person you seem to have a specific liking for. It's almost a cruel joke you can't speak your feelings openly when hearing the other part.

Mark sighs, flipping through one of his comic books and raising an eyebrow. "I need that Seance Dog comic back, by the way. Just sayin'."