kate/sam.
You know, sometimes I wish I could take you to mine. I would totally stick you in a tux and show you off to my dad. He'd hate your hair. But only because he doesn't have any anymore.
I know that I've got nothing to hide. You already know the two things I keep secret, so there's nothing from the point I became a superhero on that I mind you knowing. I mean, I assume they didn't follow me around before then, because all I did was school and cello and stuff.