You're right. We don't. [ she can concede that much — and without flippancy, at that. there isn't a cure, and there might not even be a cure to ever speak of if it's been designed for an attack of this scale. pretending otherwise would be pointless and callous in equal measure, but it isn't a sufficient reason for her not to carry her own weight when all of olympia is scattered and chaotic. ] But I'm not going to stand aside and let everything go to hell.

[ the steely conviction in her voice brokers no argument at this point. regardless of the situation, it's only natural to be more concerned for innocents and the people she's come to care for than herself. ]

I'll slow down when I need to. I know my own limits. [ she's too adamant that she won't collapse in the street to undermine it by taking note of any bodily aches and the cold sweat gathering beneath her layers of clothing, but peter doesn't need to know that. ] Considering you're out here, too? I don't know if you can say the same about yourself.

[ which is a much nicer manner of suggesting he's a hypocrite rather than say it outright, but the point still stands. ]