"The Avengers back home had three different squads. Even I was on one of them. The largest had hundreds of people, though, from all over the world. I don't think you'll have trouble once the ball gets rolling." She closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "They're like rabbits like that."

She took a moment to consider his question. "Some call them the next step in evolution, others call them genetic freaks. Generally, though, they're all born with abilities that tend to develop when they're teenagers. Some can heal, some can teleport, some can read minds. There's one who can shoot lasers from his eyes and needs special glasses so as not to kill everyone he opens his eyes. They're not all bad, but some of them don't like being treated as second-class citizens and can lash out."

Logan is a mutant, but she isn't sure if he wants- no, Logan definitely won't want that out. She'll sit on that until she can find a way to tell Coulson without anyone else hearing. Coulson is on her team now, after all, and she can't hide a secret like Logan from him without it coming back to haunt her later.