And he shouldn't forget. Starstruck's anger is real. Peter's anger is real. And while there may be times for one's own healing where releasing the anger is best, sometimes people need the embers of anger to help them find their healing instead.

It wouldn't be Eddie's place to tell Peter which is best for him. Especially not right now. He takes a seat next to him, still keeping a respectful distance.

"Even if you weren't a technopath, you still would have been affected. I don't know if that helps you at all, but I still thought you should know." In case the kid thinks his powers had anything to do with what happened. "Someone did something on the outside to the simulation using a flash drive. People smarter than me are figuring out what and how."

He hopes that no one thinks he can help with that sort of investigation since he, like the harddrive, was metal. He wasn't that type of cyborg, and the people of this world didn't know that yet.

"I went into the simulation to try to help, but I got thrown out after confronting someone else in there."

In the end, he's not sure if he helped or hindered, but he'd done what the could. Like he's doing what he can now.

"It is messed up. Superheroes... they're not perfect, but some of them desperately want to appear to be. They get so wrapped up in this belief that because they're 'the good guys' and because they're the ones who 'saved the day', they have to be viewed as paragons.

"So they'll do anything to keep that image. Even tarnish the reputation of a poor kid in a no-win situation by turning it into rosy propaganda to keep their image safe and help them sleep at night.

"It's not fair. To Starstruck. To you. To all of us.

"And most importantly, not to them."