It wasn't an easy thing to cope with, but Misha would deal. She always did, even if now was more difficult than ever with all of her trauma slapping her in the face at once. The fact that a notorious supervillain was being somewhat nice to her while she struggled helped, if only for the jarring surreality of the situation. She didn't want to meddle, but their lives probably depended on it insofar as they were going to be in the middle of a terribly destructive action scene if they stayed too long.

"As ready as I was before all this," she admitted reluctantly. She hadn't gotten food and she wasn't really ready to stand, but she could force herself as necessary and now more than ever she needed to be able to function until they were actually safe. She stretched a bit, pulling her power together to help her as she made to move out of Victor's arms and onto her feet.

Puppeting herself into some sort of normal motion was not her favorite activity. It would have to do for now, regardless.

Knowing this wasn't the most practical, but still had its uses, she added, "We'll get further if we stand out less. At least for a couple of minutes."