Mono folded his arms in front of him once his feet were back on solid ground. Tilting his little head to one side, the hat drooping over one eye for a moment as he thought about Tommy’s uncertainty. “I think you are, at least to me. I bet other people think so too, though.” He wasn’t going to be forgetting Tommy’s help anytime soon, after all… And he knew a lot of the other kids thought good things about Tommy, too. Sometimes being a hero was more than just saving people. It was looking out for people’s needs when they didn’t have other people to do it, too.