... I don't want to know anything about a thirsty fandom.

It wasn't terrible there. The nuns were nice, albeit busy with so many kids. Just weird to revisit as an adult something from childhood. That's all.

A thrown shoe still doesn't prove she can sing.

It's better than having people hate me, at least. I still don't sign boobs when asked.

Yeah, exactly. Not traumatizing, just weird. Especially since I just had a bed and dresser, not even a room of my own.

You'd think after years of listening to Foggy sing I'd be immune to off-key.

I said I didn't want to sign them.

It's fine. I didn't mention it in a woe is me way, just a momentary musing on that it's weird.

What song was that?

It was not out of the blue! You mentioned people being thirsty and ovaries exploding. And people have asked me. I declined.

Sister Maggie is great. A real hardass, but I guess you have to be advocating for the poor, orphaned, and sick. She held off a Hand ninja once while in her habitat.

Of course I know Queen. I know older music a lot better than I do ones that have come out in the past decade. "Under Pressure" was a favorite of Foggy's. I remember that.

I've had some who wanted me to sign their chests. Which made no sense to me, until someone said that they were then gonna get it tattooed over the signing. I declined.

At the church attached to the orphanage. The kids don't live in the chapel, you have to walk to it, if that makes sense? I presume they were there for me, but she held her own until I got there. She's one tough lady. [Who gave up Matthew because her post-partum depression drove her to fear hurting him. Who suffered alone for so long in shame over her mental illness, who was now an advocate for others. As she'd told him 'I'm a nun, Matthew. Helping people is what I was called to do.' Their road to reconciliation had been rocky, but Matt understood her better now. He'd forgiven her.]

... I never paid much attention to the lyrics, either. Those do hit a little differently these days. Apparently, they do for a lot of people.

That and I don't want to be signing autographs on people's chests. Boundaries, some people need to learn them.

She is.

I'd say you do the same. You're out there at night too, not just me.

... It's a hard lesson to learn.

No, it wouldn't be better. I'm not signing anyone's body parts. It's weird.

Not if people are using the chocolates to woo her, but I really hope that's not what you'd be doing by buying her chocolates.

I think it's natural to want to be a better person because of the people around you. Translating that into taking better care of yourself... it's hard when that sometimes directly contradicts the job you have to do.

What do cosplays have to do with signing body parts?

You're the weird one, wanting to woo a nun with chocolates. Leave the religious folks be, Kate.

So what type of looking after yourself do you do?

Wait, why did Tony Stark get people asking to innocently sign their helmets and I get the people taking off their shirts for autographs?

I think that is very sweet of you. Probably not necessary to bring something to a meeting about volunteer work, but she does like tea and chocolate.

Physician, heal thyself.

Yeah, that doesn't say anything positive about him or the people wanting a Stark autograph on themselves.

I don't think it's inappropriate, just not necessary. It's very sweet, Kate. You don't have to but if you did I'm sure she'd appreciate it. She likes chai teas.

It sounds like it applies to you, too. I can worry about you.

Not to speak ill of the dead, but no, I'm not.

If you get her extra I can have some when I visit her. Just make it good quality loose leaf tea.

It covers the bases when we fall short on ourselves.

I think his policies and choices over the decades have been short-sighted, selfish, eco-and-ego-centric, and incredibly harmful. A Hail Mary sacrifice at the end doesn't change the damage done by years of systemic willful ignorance, with pathetic golf claps at high level policies without ever living where the ideology needed to exist. ... maybe he was a nice man in person, but he was not a good man for governmental policies, and just because he had money he never should have been given the chance to push changes. Which goes for most of our 1%. At least you're living and experiencing the needs of people on the streets. It's not all about fighting aliens and trying to pull a Fisk at a national level with Registration.

[Matt had lived on a street level through that bullshit. He'd lived through so many 'mishaps' at Stark Industries. The problem wasn't just the man, it was The Man, the systemic corrupted system that gave far too much power to predominately rich white men with toys.] For the record, I don't like Stark Industries any better with Pepper Potts in charge. She can cry about the poor kids and throw money around all she wants that's really just pocket change to her, it doesn't change the inherent corruption at that level of disproportionate wealth. And again, I'm sure she's not some evil witch. She's just benefitting from a system that needs change at the starting level, not someone smiling at the camera as they write a check.

... I'm sorry. I just... I'm in the courtroom all the time with these people's lawyers. It's exhausting. It's not an attack on you, who at least are there on a street level fighting alongside people who need it. Or even Tony or Pepper. It's just a broken system that we can get drunk over one day if you really want to hear how some broke lawyer from Hell's Kitchen would start addressing it.

... anyway, back to tea. My mom does like chai! I wasn't lying. I can't help it if I'm my mother's son.

... I remember. Two golden retrievers bonding. He really liked you, Kate.

I do.

[A beat.] Angela, Hector's niece, came to me. When Hector died. She checked my own privilege. I have it, even while having been on the shit receiving end of people like Stark's. I just wish people would be open to learn. So. It's not about ranting. It's about finding solutions. One at a time. I know Fisk is the priority now.

Yeah. She and I bond over tea now. And she became a sounding board when Lantom died. I don't know. My dad... he was just solid, you know? He was always there. Always. My mother... we had to work to trust one another. It taught me a lot about myself. About giving people grace.

You remind me of him sometimes.