Joey cocked his head as Harry made his reference about backstory, and then something about a 'Number Four Private Drive.' He held out his hands apologetically, "I have zero clue what any of that means. I know all those words...seperately."
Harry joked about not being grown up yet and Joey chuckled, at least he got that one, "I may be a year away from being a legal adult. But I sure don't feel like it either. If you ever figure it out, please, enlighten me. I haven't the foggiest idea what that's like. Barely feel like I should be living alone. I mean, I have my friends. I mean, my animal friends. But...nevermind." he sighed and just kept on walking.
Till asked about if he liked it in Millenium. And kind of asked the US as an question over it? "Well...it's good I think? I mean, there's a lot of supers around here. And maybe I can learn from that. And there's food, and housing. I'll be honest don't expect me to have high standards. I mean we had land back home but I don't really get all of what people do. Like, uh, funeral stuff. And, uh, the flashy superhero bits. Or why fancy phones and stuff are such a big deal. Maybe I was just too focused on my friends to really care about any of that."
And boy would some of those supers taste good. Venator thought.