There is a bitter truth in everything Matt is saying. As grateful as she is to be in America, as grateful as her parents are, the country could be cruel sometimes just like any other. Maybe it did set Frank up to fail. Kamala can't be sure. All she can do is know her part in things. It's like what Joe was saying. She should only worry about the things that she can control.

"I've always been there for him." She has to laugh because what must that sound like to him? He doesn't know yet what it's like here. Even a naive baby like her has to be useful. "I know that sounds dumb coming from me. What good is a little girl? What can she do?" Matt never said any of those things. Deep down, Kamala doesn't think he's even thinking them. It's her own insecurities rearing their ugly head. She still knows what she looks like to people even while learning to unapologetically be herself the moment she became Ms. Marvel. It's the curse of being a teenager and a girl at the same time.

She sobers up. "But, he's been through a lot here. I always stayed at his side for as long as he would let me. I've always tried my best to support him. I don't know what happened back there. I can guess and probably be right, but it doesn't really matter. I wouldn't leave him to suffer the way you're talking about if that means anything to you." She thinks it does. Matt cares in a way for Frank. He may suck at showing it, but she has confidence that is the case all the same.