You worked under Valentina, you had done for years now. You knew about her work, how.. unconventional it was, but it wasn’t like you could just leave. She had things against you.

You’d helped her retrieve the last survivor of the Sentry Project from the mountain, after he’d caused a crater in the side of it.

She was in the padded room with him now, with you watching through the cameras, listening without being able to help, if you wanted to.

“I know about your moms mental illness, I know about your addiction, your juvenile record. I even know about the times your father…”

She was cut off them, Bobs voice ringing through the speakers, so desperate, scared, almost.

“Stop, no, no. I didn’t say you could know that.”

He sounded so scared. So vulnerable. You had to make a choice on what to do. What could you do?