The trouble was that Jane didn’t like herself all that much, so her true affection seldom fostered for anyone similar. In her day job… Well, they all had day jobs, didn’t they? Hero work was not as profitable as villainy and still required expensive specialized gear. She was as competent at her day job as she was at thwarting crime. An excellent technician, she adeptly spotted each fracture, crack, or foreign object. She could, in fact, owing to her x-ray vision, do her hospital work with her eyes closed. Yet, rather than feeling satisfied she provided quality health care, Jane felt that every broken bone she identified was a marker of an opportunity for heroic intercession she’d missed. Each injury a day late from saving. Though most would heal. Not as quickly as her exceptional metabolism allowed her to heal. But, most of her patients would be fine while she would regret their injuries for some time.