She supposed that her power was more material. As was Teddy’s. And Athena’s was probably more endemic, though they hadn’t really tested it yet.

“Right,” Glamazon said. “I guess I don’t have an endemic bit.”

Quantum Mothman shrugged. “It will come. All my powers have developed both, though not at the same speeds.”

“How do you get more than one?” the man in the trench coat and wrappings asked.

“Win an Endgame,” Quantum Mothman said, his jovial voice turning serious. “It rewards you with an additional power. That is all. Your name?”

“I’m Hindsight,” the man said. “I can see what happens a few minutes ahead if I focus.”

“Precognition? Simulation? Other mechanism?” Quantum Mothman asked.

“Ah, I think it’s a simulation?” Hindsight said. He didn’t sound all that certain.

The Quantum Mothman nodded along. “Yes, plausible. Will have to test. Affiliation?”

“I’m with Nimbletainment. I just signed on this past week.”

The older Hero made a humming noise and his antennae twitched about. “Will see then. Corporate Heroes don’t get as much studying. More money, less science. Sad, but understandable. Next!”

The woman pacing behind the chairs looked up. “I’m Cheatah. Spelled C-H-E-A-T. I can move faster than most. And my, ah, endemic thing allows me to cheat.”

Quantum Mothman’s head tilted to the side. “Interesting. Vague, though. Yes, can keep it to yourself. No harm.”

“Thanks,” Cheatah said as she continued to pace.

“Good! Now you, in the large armor,” Quantum Mothman said with a gesture to the man three seats to Emily’s left. It was the big guy Teddy had been talking to.

“I’m Slaymaker,” he said. “Independent. I can hit things hard.”

Quantum Mothman’s head tilted to one side, then the next. “Yes. I believe you. And you, little one?”

“I’m not little,” Teddy said. “I’m a bear. And I’m, uh . . .” Teddy looked at Emily, but before she could say anything, Teddy remembered her new name. “I’m Ursa Minor.”

Glamazon “aww”ed.

“Very well done,” Quantum Mothman said. “Don’t recommend the very young to participate in too many things. Best to take it slow, build up to it. Become very fearsome later thanks to accumulated points. Still. And you?”

Emily didn’t jump. She’d had . . . maybe a whole minute to prepare. That wasn’t nearly as much as she wanted, but it certainly was more than nothing. “Hello, I’m, uh, the Boss.”

She cringed. Saying it out loud like that was so lame.

“The Boss,” Quantum Mothman repeated. He didn’t have an ounce of judgment in his voice and that somehow made it worse.

“Y-yes?”

“Not certain?”

Emily nodded, then shook her head, then used her voice. “Y-yeah, I mean. Yes, I’m certain that’s my name.”

“And your power?”

“I can, um, teleport others to me? But only people I’m close to.”