"Mozart was a musical prodigy and even he had training to know what the hell to do at the piano. Or should we rely on Stark or Cage's kind of tactics for everything? That can't possibly end in any more property damage than we already plan for." Look at what the stupid TV show had done, sent a bunch of shallow kids with little actual training in after dangerous types, C-list or not, and wiped out how many people? No one ever bothered to ask how frightening extranormal were, even when you worked with them.
She leaned against the door jamb and watched him rinse off the scum and dirt. Even wit his super-soldier serum, she could tell he wasn't eating well, or right. Picking up the washcloth, she walked in and started to scrub his back, both to help and to get to touch him. "I never said that guy wasn't trouble. But you'll need evidence to prove the Act needs to be overturned, just killing him will only prove his point."