He nodded, a bit relieved that she didn't want to go that way. He did not want to have anxiety about that scenario.

"It'd be so cool to be a hero," she said dreamily. 

He almost laughed. She could not be more wrong. How about having the safety of an entire city in your hands? How about hurting and almost killing the person you loved? What about keeping a secret from everyone you loved, in order to protect their lives? What about all the missed sleep? What about all of the stress?

The urge to correct her was very strong. With superhuman restraint, he managed to not say anything.

"It's not you," he said. It was all of the things he couldn't say to her. 
"It's not anything, actually."

"But, he said, staring at the stick figures on the paper. She was totally a fangirl. "I like your idea."

He forced his mind to think about the subject at hand.

"What if we did a modern day retelling of it?" 

The idea had been done a thousand times, but it was an idea.

He elaborated. "One where they aren't cripplingly stupid, like in the original."

"Maybe they get together, and realize love isn't everything it's cracked up to be."

That was certainly an idea. 

"Maybe, after the glamour fades, they don't love each other."

He looked up at Ari. "I'm rambling. Sorry."