Brows furrowed thoughtfully, Jessica took the proffered bowl and helped herself. "Solo," she answered. "For now, see where that leads, I guess." For so long her place had been with Wanda, and now she had to figure out where her place was without her (she's coming back, she told herself). It was strange to think how dependent she had become on her best friend. Jessica, the woman who was so used to living life alone. "Truth is I haven't been Spider-Woman for some time and I'm not sure where she fits anymore. Where I fit." It was only recently that Jessica started fighting crime again, though her reasons weren't entirely altruistic. She was restless, tired, lonely. Idly picking through the nuts in her hand, she shrugged and added, "Supposed it's time I figure it out."