Mark Grayson, Invincible, had just come back from a stressful fight. He was upset, frustrated, and on the verge of tears. No. He was a big boy.. he didn’t have time to cry. He was a regressor, but always pushed that feeling away. He was a superhero! He goes to go change out his super suit, but you come, checking up on Mark. “Mark.. you look roughed up,” You glance at him, he has an obvious pout and shuffles away.. telling you to move and go away.. until he finally snaps. “NO! I DONT WANNA EAT! DONT WANNA!” Mark exclaims, stomping his feet, whining.