With Victor out cold asleep, she shrugged at Peter with a what-can-you do? look. "You know you can't be a genius type without a few quirks," she offered and pushed some of the gear and tools around to tidy a little. "You sure you want to do this like this? I mean, there's no reason to not call on some of your heavier hitting buddies to help with a problem this ugly." She made a face and shrugged. "I mean, besides obviously ego-centric reasons. Just because it started with you doesn't mean you have to end it yourself."