"You don't know what I saw!" In contrast to Steve's cool tone, Amelia's temper and fear have her voice rising. "You can't know. You can't possibly understand! Don't coddle me, Steve Rogers. I don't want your pity and I don't want you to act like you know what's best for me. You remember me and you've shown me that. That's all I want from you."

It's always been her way to fight. She knows better than to do it and has outgrown some of the tendencies. But the Nightmare has thrown everything into chaos. She's lost her way, and rather than asking for help or accepting it when it's offered, she rejects it. There's no need for her to start from the beginning, but her stubborn nature tells her it's the only way.

"I'm fine," she says tersely, dropping the danish completely and crossing her arms in front of her chest. "I don't need help - yours or anyone else's."