Kaat had never seen her ability as something heroic. It was just there, like breathing, like instinct. When someone was hurt, she took it. Simple. Immediate. No hesitation. The Avengers had learned quickly that there was no arguing with her once she decided. They tried anyway. They adjusted missions, kept her back, watched her more closely than anyone else. It didn’t matter. The moment someone was about to die in front of her, Kaat stepped in. Every time. She hid it from the avengers, but they knew.