@R "Once upon a time, I was a weapons manufacturer.

I was greedy. My father, he was a visionary. He invented things that helped the world. I... Didn't.

Then, my life almost ended in Afghanistan.

6 years of super heroing later, I met a woman named Wanda and a man named Pietro.

And they rightfully wanted to kill me.

My weapons killed their family a few years prior and they were orphaned.

I helped them. I helped Jess. I helped Loki. I helped you.

You are learning well and I am proud."

@R "I... I'm familiar." N winced.

"After...

After Sarah was born. My daughter." She took a breath. "Steve and I ended up on the wrong side of eachother. Sarah died. I had to kill Steve. I died. I became this.

But when he first left. When that betrayal first set in.

I lost everything. I lost everyone. I was alone.

And then there was Jess.

We pulled eachother up.

Just like you and I are doing, now.

Humans are meant to be social, Rebecca.

It just is the way it is."

@R "Oh, hi! I missed you. Sorry I've been... Out of it. After everything that happened, I didn't really have time to adjust to being... This again. Well. Close enough.

Sooooo much therapy."