[Stan's...never really dealt with compliments well. Mostly because they've been so rare throughout his life that when someone actually has one for him, he always feels like they must be talking about someone else, even when they couldn't possibly be.

He wonders if making himself a child is amplifying those feelings somehow. It feels as intense as it did when he was young, that sense that he doesn't deserve to have good things said about him.]

Uhh. Really, it's nothin'. Reoccurring dreams happen to a ton of people, and I just happened to be here, so...a-and it's not like I could've just stood and watched that! Anyone who would've is a real jerk!

[He wants to keep insisting that anyone would have stepped in and helped, but he knows that's not true. He knows that from experience.]