"You were a legacy, so the fuck what," he said, blunt, and scowled. He didn't want her getting all mopey about it or, worse, thinking that her past mattered. It didn't change a damn thing about who she was now. Fate was a lot of bullshit. "What you were doesn't matter. What your parents or HYDRA expected you to be doesn't matter. You got past all of that, don't get all bogged down in something you can't change and that doesn't make a bit of difference to who you've become." Nick felt like he was getting a little after-school-special, but the woman needed someone in her corner, and Nick figured it might as well be him. Nick knew he was probably one of the closest friends she had. Maybe the only one (weird for both of them, if he thought too hard about it, since she'd tried to assassinate him once).