"If that's the way you need to catalogue it in your mind to be comfortable with it, sure, but that's not how I think of it." She cocks her head to the side, considering things, what he knows of her and what he'll believe. "If Steve were hurt and insisting he were fine, I'd make him stay put, too. If he wouldn't listen to me, I'd call in other people who care about him to force him to do what's best for his own health and safety. If he also posed a threat to people around him? I'd tie him up if that's what I needed to do to make him stay. I wouldn't hurt him, though. Keeping someone in one place to punish them and keeping someone in one place to protect them are two very different things."

She shrugs, and she also shifts. Not into a defensive stance. He is hurt, and she doesn't need to prepare for a fight. If it comes to it, she'll just fight. "I don't think I'll stop you from running, no - but make no mistake, you will be running. You won't find rest, you won't be able to heal, you will be fleeing and I will be pursuing. I don't know about you, but that sounds exhausting to me. I'll do it, but I'd rather not. I'd rather be here, safe and warm." Doesn't that sound so much nicer?