Well shit. That was pretty heavy. Also wasn't the first time he'd been asked this kind of thing; dealing in secrets meant having them about everybody, even the people you cared about. Usually the kind of shit they wouldn't want to know. Nick didn't answer immediately, he settled back into the booth and took a long pull of scotch. "What's brought this on all of a sudden?" he finally ventured, shooting her a quizzical look. Fury didn't think this was something she'd suddenly decide to dig up on a whim and, sure, he had the answers she wanted but he wanted to know why she wanted them. Why now, after all this time. Sometimes the past was better left dead.