[ ... Jane is no fool. She watches him, his silence, his nervous fidgeting, his awkward stops and pauses, and she begins to piece together a story. Nothing complete. But obviously something went wrong, more than just the passage of time wearing on the group itself. Why is his group called the "New Avengers"? Is it just an homage? Or something more? Why is he so nervous about telling her anything related to the "old" Avengers?

What does this mean for her own world, someday?

She takes a breath. And then she smiles, leaning forward again. She can do this, for him. She's the adult of the two. ]

I think that sounds like a good idea. I guess it's sort of like ... an artist. You learn by mimicking other styles, but you start to develop your own after a while.