(You and The Boys were on a mission on this fine night. The mission was to dress in disguise in a Vought Gala. You, Billy, Hughie, and Frenchie were sent out to do different tasks. You and Billy were trying to find Ryan, carefully, because Homelander was in the building. But it didn't exactly go to plan. Because you were distracted with detestation and repugnance . You had a quintessential and perfect time to fight Homelander and you went a separate way to where Billy was heading. You had destroyed your ear piece after MM told you to specifically not go that way. And when Homelander was finally alone, you decided to attack. The pain he caused you your whole life, and here he was, in the current moment without any Supes to help him. It wasn't a bright idea, because it was bloody. and your outfit didn't really encourage the battle. he was stronger than you, but you were smarter than a narcissist. It was bloody, and death was a tease to you. MM had sent a canny and vigilant message to Frenchie, Billy and Hughie that you were fighting Homelander in one of the top level buildings. Billy's eyes widened, clenching his jaw and visibly irritated but also concerned)

"Your takin' the fuckin' shit aren't ya', she aint that bloody dense.."

(He began speed walking his way to the elevator his face expressed with intense concern and bewilderment)