Standing, the other girl said "Well, you could try going for an affiliate position. Not as secure or stable as the Wards, but you'd still be in a better position than now. Still, you're all fixed, so that's where my responsibility ends and others' pick up. Personally, I don't care what you end up doing so long as you don't make a mess I need to clean up."
I blinked. That was not an attitude I'd been expecting from a member of New Wave. "I'm not particularly interesting in hurting people, so that shouldn't be too hard. No promises if the Nazis poke their noises into my business though, beyond aiming for traumatic brain injuries."
The brunette let out a short laugh. "That's understandable and I generally don't see Empire goons who got hurt by gang stuff anyways. They tend to get healed by Othalla, unless they were caught. And those normally aren't kept in places I go to heal, so you're in the clear."
"You know, you're not really what I'd expected," I noted. "Grumpy cat really doesn't fit the New Wave image, though it makes sense to me. With how violent the city is, and with your team's incredibly high standards, you probably don't get much time to relax and enjoy yourself."
Panacea raised an eyebrow at me "I believe you're only the third person to notice that, though the cat comparison's a new one. I think I can see where you got the idea from too, which is interesting since we only just met. Thinker power?"
I shook my head "Nah, that lets me spot subtle environmental cues and enhances my senses. I've just had a shit life for the past year and a half and got fairly good at reading people. It's possible I'm better at it now, but I haven't had enough human contact to know."
Then Glory Girl dropped down next to us, cutting off further conversation with a low-key wave of her aura. While I didn't think either girl noticed, I caught the subtle shudder running down the healer's frame. Were either of them aware that the blonde's emotive field was always active? Because that totally didn't seem like it could be a problem. They should probably be informed, but they had absolutely no reason to trust me and I did not want New Wave angry at me.
Suddenly, there was a hand stuck out in front of me. I blinked. That was Glory Girl's hand. Why was she holding her hand out to me? The statuesque blonde started waving her hand around. "Hello, and you going to shake? I'm Vicky, you?"
