[ It's a purpose, all right - some days Sam's just not sure what kind of one it is. But the friends he's made here, they're worth fighting for, and he still wants to do his best by the people of this planet who didn't ask for any of this.

Her questions makes him chuckle a little. ]

Hanging out on a team of superheroes, trying my best to keep up with the ones who did have them and doing a pretty damn good job at it, if I don't say so myself.

[ He pauses, breathes, runs his thumb over the silver wing charm on his wrist - and centers himself the same way he had when he took the next step and first started talking about Riley.

His smile is bittersweet, even if she can't see it. ]

Breaking out of an underwater prison after our government decided to use people's fears against us.