If she had been angry, been panicked, it would have been harder for De. Her moral code would have kicked in too hard, telling her not to take out a human.

But clearly, this human was perfectly fine taking her out.

And all was fair in love, and war, and she was pretty damn sure this counted as war.

The kick its, and she feels pain shoot through her gut, but she knows how to take a hit, and roll with it. Stuffing the supplies down the front of her onesie, she tucked down, barreling for Venus.