Vertigo snorted, giving Remy a shove so she could tackle and pin him, the gun up against his jaw now. He was stronger than her and get the better of her eventually, but she didn't care. "You don't think I care?" She laughed hoarsely. "Oh, please. I care. Magneto's in power. Sage fixed my hand, she's practically in bed with Magneto. I owed her a favor, I'm going to pay back that favor, and I'm going to make my way. The Boss keeps me down, Remy. Don't you get it? Getting cozy with Magneto is exactly the way to get what I want... as long as I can make him happy. He could give me anything. Meanwhile, the Boss keeps dangling promises and never fulfills. He keeps me chained to him out of terror. I can do better, and if it means blowing your brains out, I can do that, too."