"Nope. I like Micky" she said, she rose and went over to him. She seemed to Hesitate, before laying a hand on his shoulder. "Michael, sometimes in life you have to do things that you don't want to. What Fury does with SHIELD, well, it's good work. It protects the world. You don't have to like him to work with SHIELD. Agent Nelson was good. You could work through him and never have to see Fury" she said softly

She wanted to be reassuring, but didn't think she was. She sighed, "things are not simply black and white in the world anymore. They need people like us, the rest of the world, and they like knowing we are there, even of we destroy half a city. If it means they can survive...well" she shrugged.

"There must be some reason as to what happened. Your father still provides the jet packs, and I'm pretty sure other equipment to SHIELD. Oh! Can you tell why mine stopped?" She asked, wanting to get off this topic and onto something else. Tinkering might distract him.