She whirled on him then, anger jumping to the forefront of her mind. Ignoring the fact that Loki took this moment to move in from the kitchen, her hands clenched into fists as she went toe to toe with her oldest friend. Drawing herself up to her full height, she let herself go. "If I died? Is that what you were going to ask, Harry? Everyone is so quick to jump to such conclusions, wishing me to step aside while the more experienced fighters go off to war."