Kijani closed her eyes after hearing Flood speak. It was familiar to her, what he was saying. All she'd wanted from her life was for someone to know she was great. She never got it from her parents, so she sought it from her grandmother... While she hadn't given up hope that she could rub the truth of her glory in Amanda Waller's face, she still wanted the whole world to know that she, above all, was amazing. She could understand the feeling of needing someone else to guide them. Her own desire was not quite the same, but still, she understood. It took her several moments to speak past the sudden tightness in her throat.

"I get you, Flood. More than you think. I... I need other people to... to notice me." Laying her paper armored hand briefly on his shoulder, she looked him in the eyes for a quick moment. "Sometimes I feel like... if I'm not the best, then I don't exist at all." There was something bleak in her eyes, for a moment, something not there. Then she looked away. "So maybe we have to take what we want from this world, because it sure isn't giving any handouts."