"I recognize that you have your duties, but likewise I have mine. And tantamount among them is to protect non-combatants like yourself."

She waves a hand in the air, eastward, and when she closes her hand it's over the faintest trace of a glowing black string. Pulling on it with a slight twist, a gate opened like a snapshot of the events from the other side of the Hudson, from some harbor all the way out in Queens. She gestured to the portal with her free hand.

"I would feel much better if you assumed a safer vantage point. We can only delay this advance for so long!"