[At least there's that. Okay, she is definitely giving him a concerned face here, and please, please don't take this the wrong way, but:]

...are you sure you're okay?
I mean, it seems like you've been through a whole hell of a lot for a guy who looks pretty young.
Like.
Okay wait, sorry, you seem like you're handling it really well, don't get me wrong, you really are, this isn't a character judgement and we've known each other for maybe like half an hour at this point, so I'm probably the last person to give any kind of advice at all about anything, and this isn't even really advice.

I hope you have someone to talk to. And if you don't, I mean, you already know my username.

[overprotective already? Certainly not Kate-who-jumps-into-traffic-to-save-dogs-and-gives-life-advice-to-literally-everyone-even-that-goon-who-tied-her-up-once-Bishop]

And thanks. About the heart thing. I try, you know? My dad died when I was a kid and some superheroes saved the world right outside my window. A guy who wasn't anything but well-trained. This totally human person on a team with like, Norse Gods and radioactive rage monsters, risking everything to save people he didn't know. I figure if I can do even half of that? I'm on the right path.

[a solid beat and then another awkward smile, a bit of a shrug] ​

And now I made it awkward. Sorry.