"You couldn't contact any of us?" Faith raised an eyebrow, even though it made sense. "Guess that means you haven't been getting my messages either. Still, I think you and I can leave since we're from our timeline and everything. No breaking of space or whatever it was Andrew used to go on about."
She smirked faintly at the mention of the other Slayer. "Rona would." She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry."
She took a step back, letting Kennedy look around.
"You mean since Angel died?" There was a small sad smile at that. She still felt his absence keenly.
"There's a new Champion in town, guy called Peter Petrelli. He's great, just about the only guy out there who I take orders from. I'm the Head of Offensive Teams, I report directly to him. B and Spike both stay here, and Xander and Anya even, there's like a whole team here at AI." She wrinkled her nose slightly, even as she tried to hide the expression. "And a comic book invasion. But you saw that."