Darkspire shrugged. "However long you need I will try to get you. No one will investigate this place and it is very secure. I will see to getting other necessary materials such as clothing and the like. There are security droids here but they will not be needed unless you find yourself in danger." She leaned back in her chair. "In the unlikely event that you need aid, Orwell will be able to assist. I will be upfront with intentions. I am seeking the Parahuman Protection Society's aid. While the Church seems to be a Viable option, Atom has sent messengers, I do not trust him or agree with his beliefs."

She let out a sigh. "I do not wish to destroy the city I live in, merely to allow myself and those I care for to live in it, and to recover what has been taken from me. I'll be the first to admit that I'm no saint. I never have been, nor will I be one."