"I think we might have been if situations were different," she allows. She's lost too many people because of a version of Dolores.

There's a hint of a smile to her expression. "He had it coming and it was cathartic to watch him die." She's not sorry about Serac. Never. "The Captain likes to try to throw people off with little pieces of information. But I haven't seen him fight outside of with words and unsettling information." Her smile grows just a little. "I'll be happy to help you as well. I may not be able to change shape, but I suppose you've seen my fighting style anyway."

Sighing, Maeve looks up at the sky for a moment. "Not sure any of us can really do it alone, but I hope so."