"Dana is not the girl I'd send into a war zone, Ter," Max said and couldn't help smirking the tiniest bit. "It's Dana. She's gonna flip."
Maybe Max wasn't giving their friend enough credit, but it wasn't out of mean spiritedness on her part. It was just the fact that Dana was very much... well, a girl. In the most stereotypical of fashions. She couldn't handle Jokerz, so how was she going to deal with living in a place where their entire mission was battling against vampires and demons?
Max sighed. "I know why Bruce is against it. It's 'cause you can't just go around telling people this stuff. You never told your mom and Matty, remember?" She shrugged, making a face.
"I worked for the Hyperion the last time I was here. Desk job," she said. "But it was a desk job that required serious tech savy. Me."