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“We’re just explorers exploring the institute.” Cassie chuckled. “Is there anyone in particular you’d like to borrow from?”

"Like Lewis and Clark. I think that I'd like to borrow from Clint mostly."

“Kate Bishop, do you really think I’d let you break the rules? You’re just covering me. That’s what superheros do, y’know, protect them.” Cassie tried to help with the situation. “It depends what stuff is.”

"Right. How could I forget that you were my moral compass? I suppose I could do that, because when you say it that way it doesn't sound bad. I'm just your wing man." Kate chuckled as she shook her head. "Stuff would be disclosed at a later date."

“Not unless you help me make them believe that. Someone, at least one person, would fall for it. I’m just an innocent teenage girl that has some sort of cool ability as far as they know of.”

"Cassie Lang, do you really think I would break the rules?" Kate snorted. "If I help you, will you steal stuff for me?"

He reached out and gripped her shoulder in silent support. “My mom died when I was young, and my dad really wasn’t in the picture, so I can’t say I understand but I definitely get the dysfunctional family thing.” He nodded. “Yeah, I can’t say I’d be okay if the same thing happened to me.”

Yeah, it was fucked up. Kate knew it. Her father probably knew it. Everyone knew it. Still, she flashed Johnny a quick smile. "I think everyone here understands the dysfunctional family thing. And I don't think that anyone would be okay with it. It's weird."

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Billy already tugged his shirt up to his mouth in order to breath.         “You say this like you’ve done this before.      What am I saying? You’ve probably done this sixty times by now.”                    He moved down the vents, careful not to—well, break anything.        Following Kate’s directions, he stopped and craned his head to look back at her.                                                           "After you?“

"I was going to say, come on. Obviously I've done this before. Usually Clint's in his room when I'm heading there, but I did steal Lucky by vent once." Kate was decently tall, and she had to keep her head down to avoid bumping into the ceiling. To crawl without inhaling a spiderweb was another thing entirely. Once they got there, she nodded at Billy and braced herself against the wall with one foot on the grate. "One, two, three." She muttered to herself before kicking it. It clattered to the ground a little noisily, a beginners mistake, but Kate still hopped out after it and dusted herself off. "Do you need me to catch you?"

Clint shrugged off her hand and gave her his own look of concern. She was the one with broken bones. “I’m fine.” The dizziness had passed and the wall wasn’t too far away in case he did feel faint again. “You can take him for the night. He likes you better.”

“You might ask Bucky what he thinks of your idea.”

"Touché."

“Why are you going all Yoda on me?”

"Because I'm wise. Any other questions?"