Virgil with the mother of a friend he couldn’t save. I know out of context this moment won’t have much relevance but I wanted to share it anyway because the mother’s question, “why was there no hero to save my baby boy” is the verbalized realization all super heroes eventually come to. You can’t save everyone.
It’s always hard to have an ideal shattered by reality, especially one as noble as making sure everyone is safe. In the above Virgil’s words reveals he believes every individual matters and is worth saving. It’s true, but it can’t be done. So how do you reconcile with the fact that you can only save some?
Although this is a plot line we’ve seen a thousand times before and we all know how this will end—with Virgil back in costume—I really liked the way it was handled in this arch of Static Shock.