"To keep identities and loved ones safe," she nodded. "I've never worn one either," she admitted. She'd lived in Avengers Mansion more than she had at her mother's brownstone, and besides, for someone as photographed as Roxie, a simple mask really wouldn't hide anything. People would know by the curl of her hair or the curve of her jawline who it was behind the mask anyway, and so she'd embraced both sides of herself - superhero and supersocialite.

"That sort of thing runs in our blood, I suppose," Roxie nodded. "Besides, I like that you don't hide your face. It shouldn't be, you know, covered." She blinked. "This is really good food."