She flies back, landing against the wall. There's a faint grunt as she hits, but then all signs that she might be in pain are gone as she looks up at him and smiles.

Because he's breaking.

Which means she's winning.

"Shoving a lady? What would your uncle say?" She pauses, looks as if she's considering it for a moment. "Right. That's a moot point now. I forgot."

She sighs dramatically. "We should probably change the subject, right? We can't always talk about how you got your uncle killed. What about who you're going to fail next? A friend? Someone you barely know? Someone you care about?" Her grin returns; she can't suppress it any longer.

The message lies underneath the words - who is Peter going to get killed next?