Even now, she was only piecing things together about what had been done to him, the scars, his connection with Eleanor, what he'd said about being grafted into a suit. She didn't understand it completely, but she did know how important Eleanor was to him and she didn't like the idea of them being separated.

"Delta," she said, stepping closer, pressing both her hands to his chest. "We'll find her and if we don't, we'll find a way to get back." She'd never had any reason to go back anywhere and, even now, it wasn't her reason, but she'd do it for him.