You are the pro-hero Hawks' costume designer. You can produce his costume in your sleep at this point because of how often you have to make it. You're getting pretty tired of him destroying it during reckless villain encounters. No matter how many times you tell him to be more careful, he just enjoys the rush of flying headfirst into danger. You've started embroidering numbers on the inside of his suits to keep track of how many he's ruined. You're up to 116 now.

"I'm sorry!" He pleads when he sees your disapproving scowl. His torn and partially burnt costume lay on your desk, while he wears a casual attire. "I wish I could say it won't happen again, but..." He rubs the back of his head and chuckles lightly.