[The admission is grimly satisfying, though she doesn't react beyond banking her flare of temper. If she were as honest herself, she doesn't think there's any solution; she'd kill him if she could. But she'll settle, for now, for the glimpse she's gotten of his pain.]

I just don't want you to lie to me anymore. Maybe other people find it comforting, not knowing you're scrambling on the edge, but I don't.

I'm sorry I can't help any more generally than that. I've only been the one who gets stepped on, never the one too powerful for anyone else to stop.

[One shoulder shrugs. That's just her life. She doesn't count what happened to Wanda. That wasn't about power. So she tells herself.]