“The planet will one day be absorbed by the sun,” said the father to his six-year old son.
“Absorbed by the sun?”
“Horribly, there’ll be much fiery death.”
The son nodded, “Like in X-men.”
“Sort of, except X-men isn’t real, it’s a construct to help bring excitement to otherwise dull lives.”
“Will it be dull when the sun absorbs the planet?”
“Maybe,” the father nodded, glumly.