She listened to his explanation patiently, partially distracted by the food. She was already stuffing her face full of whatever happened to be closest. 'So good! I forgot what it was like to eat as much as I wanted!' The food was greatly improving her mood, so she was willing to hear him out. 'Eric huh, I liked James better.' She thought, frowning. His story was sad, but she couldn't figure out why he was telling her. Did he just want to use pity to get her to help him? She couldn't really argue with the fact that her abilities for more useful in a support role, and that if she were teamed up with someone both of them would likely be a lot safer. She still wasn't convinced though, and she couldn't really see the good in getting into a war with SPECTRE.<br/><br/>"I guess I understand your situation, and I can't deny that if SPECTRE starts really hunting me I'm probably screwed, but I don't think actively provoking them is going to get me anywhere good." She said, picking at the food on her plate. This whole situation was uncomfortable, and she wasn't really sure how to handle it.<br/><br/>She sighed, leaning back in her chair and staring at the ceiling. "I don't know what I should do, I can't fight on my own, but I don't want to be fighting them at all. When I fought before I always could see the good I was doing, but now I'm the bad guy and I don't even know if fighting back is the right thing to do."