[ She's not liking that idea, nope. ] ... So you're saying that we're just at its whim and there's nothing we can do about it?

Although that's the feeling that I've been getting lately. Although nothing is invincible. I'm sure there's a way to stop it.

[ She glances at the pancake, deciding to take over from here. As soon as it seemed cooked enough, she flipped it (with some minor difficulty) and watched it as it continued to cook. ]

There has to be a way to get back, too.