"I've like, heard of them before, yeah."

He rubs at the chin of his helmet; armed and armored as he was, it was still sort of hard for Marco to ever strike an imposing physical figure. Weirder stuff has happened to him, but seeing superhero-types wandering around in the flesh is generally a nice pick-me-up. It was a pity he hadn't read enough of the right comics to recognize this one.

"I'm pretty sure there isn't one, so you wanna claim the honor yourself?"