The old man didn't seem to like what he saw, but that mostly just got him labeled under [i]potential threat[/i], the metallic voice in her head announcing [color=8882be][i]'Target: Carnage. Scanning, internet search forthcoming..."[/i][/color] and...there, a scrolling list of powers in her vision, plus...known history, and weaknesses. Weren't most people weakened by a lot of electricity? That's more a strength than anything. And radiation. Certain sound frequencies, eck. [i][color=6ecff6]'We shouldn't be looking for the weaknesses of our allies. Yes, I know you're doing that for all of them'[/color][/i] she saw the lists. If there was one new-ish trait her AI companion had taken on since the fight against it's maker it was the paranoia. New-[i]ish[/i] because it had always been alert and ready for anything, but now it had extra distrust for anyone she thought of as an ally. It might save them one day, of course, but...[color=6ecff6][i]'Keep it to yourself, for now I guess.[/i][/color] she told it, hopefully placatingly and at least she didn't get the listing....

She decided to focus on the words, instead, and silently agreed with her AI about the lack of a briefing. Goons and nothing else, assumptions, eco-terrorism by poisoning the water supply [i]no actual info on the villain[/i], which, yes, already with the internet search, but...hm? Her head turned, towards the blond man, who...Seemed to be more with it than expected. Yes, yes, [color=8882be][i]'Adjusting expectations'[/i][/color], hush. That was useful.

So she nodded, and opened her mouth (hidden as it was by her helmet) to speak: [color=6ecff6]"please do. I would like to know the enemy's assets...And powers."[/color] A name like Weeping Willow....Implied some sort of plant-like powers. But was it poison? Growing plants? Turning into a tree? Her flamethrower fuel supply was actually doing well, such a weapon was seldom a wise thing to use, after all, but if she had to burn down some trees or clear foliage, well, better that than a defoliant. Especially since she had firefoam popper rounds, too.

Oh, right. Her hand raised. [color=6ecff6]"I would like to know if we are to keep fatalities to a minimum or if we should go expecting violence and aiming to kill."[/color] she...stated, more than asked. She wasn't keen on actually going in with lethality in mind, if only for the infamy such a thing would generate. But if the situation was dire enough (And [i]was[/i] poisoning the city's water supply that much of a problem?...she didn't know, plainly, but she knew her home had a water filter, so...), then she would do as they asked.