Hannah crinkled her nose. "Ya think?" It was obvious the blonde had her doubts. "Well," she heaved a sigh, "If I do get fired, maybe they'll give me my body back. That'd be swell." It was wishful thinking, but Hannah liked to engage in such mental fantasies, from time to time. After all, Whistler once lost his powers! That optimism was part of why she'd been chosen. A 'singular light in the darkness of death', blah blah blah. "I wouldn't even mind if they gave me permanent menstrual cramps, or..." She tried to think of worse punishment. "Functional mental retardation."
Okay, she was officially being ridiculous.
"So. The word is, you got outed, so you wanna find a pack to help ya stuff it back in. This is not really my territory, but let's say I have a vested interest."