"The kind that had a growing population of mutants up until the last year, and a whole bunch of mutates, for the former," Nico answered, raising her eyebrows. "And the kind with supervillains with almost twenty years to make plans before they screw everything up."

Her world wasn't weird. It was just weird that she was the one dealing with the supervillains and the alien invasions.

"There's a celebrity out in New York who looks like a walking pile of rocks." She shrugged. "Giant talking turtles aren't really that weird."