Peter frowned, furrowing his eyebrows. He couldn't tell if she was being serious or not. "You want me to what?"
"Noah had to be stopped!" Peter snapped. "Claire, you know as well as I do that he was never going to stop doing what was best for him. Do you think it'd be best for the world if I were dead?" He asked her and tossed her the gun. "If you do go ahead and kill me."