"I'm hungry."
When Skye woke up, she had Catherine Hepburn there to back her up, so Henry did not dare go too far. She immediately returned to her usual brazen attitude and wanted to order some man to prepare food for her.
Unfortunately, she had misjudged the situation this time. Catherine Hepburn stared sternly at the little girl. "Get up and sit properly. Tell me, what exactly happened to leave you in such a state?"
The little girl had maxed out her ability to read the room, so of course she knew who in this family was the most untouchable. She immediately sat up straight, lowered her eyes, and muttered, "I... I don't remember anything."
"Then what do you remember? Don't tell me you suddenly ended up like this without even a beginning to the story." The old lady glared. "You didn't touch something you shouldn't have, did you? Should I send you to rehab and let them straighten you out?"
"I didn't!" Skye denied it anxiously. "I... I..." Could she say that they had been playing superhero games, she had run to the scene herself, and gotten herself into trouble? If she gave that reason, she would probably be grounded until the end of time.
Seeing the little girl in trouble, Henry stood behind his grandmother with an exaggerated grin, openly enjoying the show.
That gave Skye an idea. She knew Henry had connections with three... no, four Spider-Women. She did not know how deep those connections went, but that did not stop her from shifting the focus.
Her chubby arm, with the color and sheen of a newborn's skin, pointed at him. Skye said, "Henry knows exactly what happened. In the end, it was because of his suggestion that we thought we could do it, and that was