“Like. If your mom’s still alive I guess. Even if you leave she’s still your mom and people can still like hurt her if they know who you are. That sort of thing. Or even someone you’ve distanced yourself from, but the bad guys think you’re still like kinda close…” She trails off, at a loss for how to further explain the concept. At least he got the concept of a team? That’s something she supposed. Was he doing ok? Probably not, considering what he was saying and just the way he held himself. You know what? Being a hero sucks. She thought, frustrated.

“Hey uh… sorry for… bringing.” She made a vague gesture. “This up. And uh. If you ever… need someone to talk to I guess, feel free to like, message me? Yell for my name? Whatever like works.” She said, out of a loss for anything else. And it wasn’t like she was going to try and pry into his tragic past or whatever. She certainly wouldn’t want anyone to do that about hers.