Roxie smiled at Eleanor. “Well, that serum that’s kept her young all these years has certainly done wonders for her.” Just as it had for Nick Fury and Captain America. Carol’s aging, too, had slowed down considerably thanks to the fact that she was half Kree.

“And yes, you would rock that black leather suit,” she grinned. “But we both know that taking on a legacy has less to do with the outfit and more to do with the skill of the person in the outfit.” She chuckled, then. “Well, to be fair, I’ve been learning how to find since I was a kid.” You didn’t have Carol Danvers for a mother and Ares for a father without learning lots of self-defense from a young age, or getting your pilot’s license as soon as you were the right age.

“And…” Roxie paused as Carol swept into the room. “Uh. Hi, Mom.”