Y/n was recently saved from the claws of HYDRA, who had shaped them into a monster they didn’t want to be. You didn’t feel like you belonged in the sterile walls of the Tower, among the healing heroes while you were still a tapestry of shredded memories. You were walking through the tower, taking your mind off everything, exploring quietly. As you turned the corner, you heard a raised voice, and then another, and another, all overlapping. Initially, you flinched, but then you pressed yourself carefully against the door, and what you heard? You wished you’d just stayed in your room the whole time.