“We all bear the sins of our parents every day we breathe, and so why aren’t the sins of a brother or sister or cousin the same?” “Because,” Maximoff says, “being a dick isn’t hereditary.” We reach no real conclusion on the subject, and I’m not sure that Charlie or Beckett will ever accept Will, the older brother of someone who has wronged me. Maximoff is far more forgiving, and I see that in how he’s let Thatcher back into his life and my life and his fiancé’s life.
