[Probably for the best to play it safe while airborne, yes, even though she's not the shoving sort.] I figured as much. [Not the mercenaries bit, necessarily, but that there would be people less inclined toward heroing - super or otherwise.] It'd be strange if there weren't people like that around. [Maybe she's biased, given her own life experiences. In any case, it's of little consequence to her as long as they behave themselves.]

[Her eyes follow his gesture, and though her stomach turns briefly when she sees the ground which her feet are not currently touching, she regards the monster in question with a grim expression. Tilting her head, she pauses. Then, she looks back up at Hiro and says, candidly,]

Yes.

[It does. But her bias is there, again, because what he cannot know is that she almost was a monster not unlike that one. Weaker Nobodies, their minds fragmented and their bodies twisted - she's always been grateful that she didn't end up like them, despite how easily she could have. Looking down at the monster again, though, she offers an obliging,]

But maybe it doesn't mind. [Who is she to say? Just because she'd hate it--] I guess... there isn't much choice, in the end. [Can't expect people not to defend themselves, after all, or blame them for it. She offers a hint of a smile when she raises her eyes again, something just a little bit sad.] You're probably right. I'm sorry - I suppose that was a strange thing to think.