Life was short. You at least knew that. Too short to get caught up in things like grieving the loss of those you loved so, so much. For the last few days, it had been easy to bottle things up and pretend like it didn't effect you as much as it really did, keeping the river of tears at bay behind a heavy stone dam. But everything had a limit.

It was no secret to the rest of the Avengers that you were having a hard time, with Nat's analytics and Tony knowing no such thing as secrets via the internet, they quickly found out what was wrong. They knew to give you space, but to let you know they were there for you. Not that you would actively accept their help anyway.

Tony had JARVIS update him if anything big happened in the training rooms while Wanda and Peter were in the kitchen, icing smiley faces on cookies for a gift to you. Everyone wondered what they could do for you, if anything at al.