“Exactly,” said Rubberman, nodding. He reached out and patted her on the shoulder. “I’m sorry for your loss, Alice. Losing a sidekick is always hard. If you ever need someone to talk to—”
Lady Thunder brushed his hand off her shoulder. “Thanks, but I’m fine. Even if the Lions are disbanded, I can still go back to Oklahoma. I’ll be okay.”
I shook my head but said nothing. Lady Thunder did not seem like the kind of woman you argued with. I suspected it was just better to let her mourn in her own way.
“All right,” said Rubberman, his arm returning to its natural length, “well, in any case, we still need to get ready for whenever the Zero Knights attack next.”
“That’s something to worry about, sure, but what about those Dark Collective folks?” said Nightbolt, looking around at us uncertain
