Billy head had twisted at the explosions, a technique he would evaluate for future use, as he got a good face full of glass when the windows gave way, eyes snapping shut hurriedly.
He waited until the tinkling of glass stopped before cracking open his eyes again, looking around in surprise, small cuts stinging his face. He pushed himself out of the booth, checking first on his team (where was Cassie!?) and then on the people in the diner, trying to see if anyone needed assistance before he moved on to figuring out who had done this.