“Yeah,” Rain said. He followed her gaze, much as the rest of us did. To Ashley’s whiteboard, which hadn’t been touched or modified, except for a small drawing by Kenzie in one corner. There was a note about black bread, for some damn reason, and something about hair, all done in small script that was just meant as a reminder for her. “I remember her talking about the eye thing too.”

“Let me help you, let me be useful tonight, and I’ll take it out after. I’ll go however long you want without using it again. But I don’t want to do something this big and do it half-blind, only for something to happen to you guys!”

Fuck. There was a chance certain members of our team had rubbed off on her.

“You’ve got me,” Darlene said. “You’ve got Tattletale watching.”

“But I haven’t even scanned you, and Tattletale doesn’t get this like I do!”

“Lookout,” I said. “Listen to Rain.”

“Rain probably knows what he’s talking about,” Chicken Little said.

“Don’t,” Kenzie said, and she somehow sounded hurt in a way she hadn’t when facing off against the Heartbroken.

“I’m just saying,” Chicken Little said, apologetic.

“Just take ’em out, rest your eyes? If we can just see you didn’t hurt yourself already…” Rain said.

“What if I say no?” Kenzie asked. “What if I refuse? I wasn’t brought onto this team as the team baby. The rule was I wouldn’t be left behind or given a stupid, silly job while you guys did the real heroics. I was brought on as an equal.”

“I think we’ve more or less lived up to that,” I said.

“Kind of! Sure, but you’re not living up to it now.”

“We call each other on our crap,” Tristan said. “Keep each other in line.”

“That’s even less of a kind-of than the last one!”

“You go, kid,” Sidepiece chimed in.

“Shut up,” Kenzie said, wheeling around. She sounded angry. “I don’t like you and you’re not funny. This isn’t your business.”

I turned. “Deathchester, Undersiders, do you mind stepping out? You can go into the hallway or step out onto the fire escape if you want a smoke or something.”

Sidepiece smirked, looked like she was going to say something, but then Damsel straightened, walking in front of her.

Sidepiece and Damsel went out to the fire escape. Tattletale remained put, but sent Snuff out to the hallway.

“Staying?” I asked.

“I’m keeping an eye on things.”

“I’ve got that covered, thank you,” Lookout said. “Just like I’d have this project covered if people would let me.”

“Why are you fighting us, Lookout?” Sveta asked.

“Because you’re fighting me! This is what I do! This is what I’m good at! This—”

Candy had tried to reach for Kenzie’s hand, but Kenzie pulled away.