I can't help but think something is wrong with that, since this stupid train specifically told me I had hero potential, like I'd actually be able to help anyone.

[Like an injured kid with trauma could do much of anything, but even those excuses only exist to punish him now. He covers up a wince at the idea of "being around" here, but at least recognizes it's just a turn of phrase.]

I don't really need a cake. If there was gonna be one, I could probably just bake it myself...

[Cooking is one of the few things he considers himself good at, after all.]