Honestly, Sandy hadn't intended on going off and seeking someone else's company. She'd actually wanted to just kind of keep to herself today and find somewhere quiet where she could focus on trying to pick minds out of a crowd and build her resilience and mental fortitude. There were a lot of people here and it was difficult to pull herself away from getting lost in the Wikipedia of thoughts that were constantly buzzing.
Jesus fucking Christ this place is such bullshit.
The thought practically walked into her head and she stopped walking, eyes scanning the nearby area. It was loud enough that he had to be close, whoever it was. She wasn't an empath, but she could hear his disdain for what was going on in front of him in the way that he was thinking about the other supers and this place.
"You can say that again," she said aloud as she approached a young-looking guy who was breathing out a cloud of smoke for the second time. "There's a scary number of people who think this place is a good thing."
Alejandro had told her to rattle cages, her and Rocket both. She wanted to see if there were others who might want to join them when they got out of here. When they escaped. It seemed worthwhile. They needed all the allies they could get.