[ It's terrible to see Peter like this, so run down and exhausted that he's already on the verge of tears, trapped in a self-destructive spiral for fear that if he slips up, or rests, even for an instant, people will die. Qubit's voice quiets, but the worry never leaves his face. ]

I understand that feeling. I do. It's such an easy trap to fall into.

[ All the times he's gotten blindsided, in spite of his constant vigilance. The first and worst of them, the one that only Hornet saw coming, the one that brought Qubit's world crashing down around him. It's been more than a year, but in quieter moments he still finds his mind going back to it. If he'd only seen it in time, if he hadn't been blinded by admiration and good intentions, if he'd only known how Tony felt-

maybe things would have turned out differently. ]

But... you can't be all things to all people. You can't be everywhere, save everyone. You won't save everyone. That's one of the cruel realities of what we do.