Yeah, that's rough. Especially when your dad was a homicidal megalomaniac.
Ha! Wow, you are blunt. That's great! My dad was. I mean, I kind of got to have a moment with him where he wasn't a dick? But that's stuff to tell a therapist. Pretty sure the need for therapy is a whole basic superhero need.
Anyhoo. Yeah, there's training at the upstate HQ. We try to stay ready before any new stuff happens. There's downtime involved, but you get a paycheck regardless. And you can explore the city. If you want, we got our resident illusionist, Loki, back again, so he can cast a spell so you look like everyone else and won't get gawked at. We'll still see you as your same self. Still, that's up to you if you want that.
I mean, if you really want to do the whole team thing, have you ever thought of a name and likeness licensing contract? I bet Ben & Jerry could make a great ice cream flavor based off you, and that money goes into your expense account.
Which can fund all the spa days. Please don't take my grown up daughter to space. 10 to 1 odds that she'll break that pleasure planet. Fair warning.