"Because you gave him what he wanted," Cypher said, turning to face her, tears flowing freely. "He can't beat us in a straight fight, not without...whatever the hell experiments he's trying to carry out. If he can separate us and pick us off..." she tried to calm down slightly. "I cannot do this, even if you didn't know who Clint was to me...the woman I loved, the woman whose memory kept me going in the darkest times in my life, would not have put the life of a fellow hero above winning." She picked up her helmet and turned away. "I need to try and help my son, and help Sky figure out what the hell our next move is. I don't know how welcome you are right now." She put her helmet on, trying to take a few moments to calm herself before leaving, but struggling.