"Maybe," she concedes. "I hope I am. We don't know what we're dealing with, though, and I don't want to find out that it's toxic when it kills you. We don't leave each other behind, right? Well, that means this, too. You can't die on me, all right?" She takes her samples as quickly as she can, and then she holds her hand up to shade Kabal's eyes from the bright overhead lights. "I know you think I'm being a pain, but I just want to keep you safe."