"Mmhm," she hummed her agreement, her mind still a million miles off. Floating somewhere between Sparrow's stories and every iteration of a zombie she's ever witnessed in her too-long-of-a-short-life. In truth, she found that when she pushed past the murky trauma hazing up her thoughts, she admired what Horner was attempting.

This was a new feeling.

"I'll keep her out of the thick of it. It's not like they ever really need me on the front lines. There are more than enough super-powers to go around."