"I hope so. Uh, not that people die but just that it gets better where you're from. And that there are other places out there that are even better than that."

He turned a few pages of his comic to the ending, where the world was all all at peace and the aliens were thanking the space hero guy.

"You know, my brother Leo, when we were starting out, he cribbed all his inspiring leader speeches from this stupid sci fi show called Space Heroes. Fifteen years of training, pretty much from the moment we could walk, and still we really had no idea what we were doing. Sensei raised us to survive, not to save people, even if he supported it when it was clear we planned to fight the Kraang whether he wanted us to or not."

He kept his eyes on the comic panels.

"Sometimes you just need to think that somewhere out there people do the right things and everything works out, because then maybe it'll be possible where you are, too." He paused. "But I guess that's why we're here, right? To some kids, they see us as those people."