"Is it really that strange? It's hardly breakfast time." She followed suit by pouring on the gravy over opened, steaming biscuits and tasting it with a fingertip. It was delicious.
"I admit, I'm no judge of these things. Whenever I've been injured or shot or sick, I was in S.H.I.E.L.D. Medical and hourly reports were sent to Mom's office. She'd come seem me between meetings, and Dad would show up in the middle of the night from the helicarrier."
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