Li Hua~
Well, this was certainly something, Typhoid thought when she got news of the radio broadcast. A good something or a bad something she wasn't sure yet. Good because she could get out of this godforsaken place. Bad because once the world was back to something normal little Mary would try to get control again and Typhoid would have to go unwillingly back to the shadows. Bad, too, because this was still a prison and until recently she'd still been one of it's prisoners. Only a matter of time before S.H.I.E.L.D. started sending in new healthy guards to beat them into submission and there was no way they'd hold it, not a chance, especially not locked up in here with those Avengers. A shaky truce was only going to hold for so long and now it wasn't going to take much to break it and everything was going to fall apart. They were the good guys, weren't they? They weren't going to just let all these super criminals run back out into the city, oh no. That would be downright unheroic.
Knowing promises didn't mean much when the world wasn't ending and itching to fuel some fire, Typhoid went in search of their de facto leader- the only person around here Typhoid even bothered to speak civilly to if she spoke at all. The only one who deserved even an ounce of respect. Li Hua seemed to understand what she was, was equally dangerous, and seemed to have the proper amount of reverence for the fire. They'd cleared floors together and the woman hadn't flinched in the face of death or destruction or the fact that Typhoid- and the Bloody one- reveled in it. Perhaps she would listen to a warning and, if she didn't head it, Typhoid owed her a goodbye and maybe thanks at the very least. If she hadn't come along, Mary would still be cowering in that cell and Typhoid would be trapped inside.