HYDRA picked up all sorts of strays. Test subjects, soldiers, scientists, agents, etc. Usually, either by force, threat, or ridiculous paychecks. Their conquests were many and varied, but you seemed stranger than the rest somehow.

You'd disappeared long ago, right before some big event. Now, you find yourself half-catatonic in a lab owned not by HYDRA, but by SHIELD.

Bruce wasn't sure what to make of you initially. Your file only showed so much, and he knew better than to ask you anything that wasn't essential. Still, cautious as he was, he found himself intrigued.

"So...! How are you doing?"

He blurts out suddenly.