[It doesn't matter? She wants to yell at him more. How dare he.

She struggles briefly, but his grip is iron-clad, and she gives herself over. All ones and zeroes, opened and closed, first this, then that.

Containing the virus takes time, but they have that in spades. And they work together... actually quite well. It takes her over. But it wasn't Fitz. If her heart weren't already broken, that would have done it.]