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The talk of tracking things was disturbing, and she poked again at the metal bracelet around her ankle, ineffectively looking for a latch.
She wanted to be thanking Soren and Cass and the others, even those she didn't know, but once the blinking bracelet had been pointed out to her, she was rather fixated. When Dean moved over to her, she just nodded.
"I don't want a tracking thing. If I have to explain once more I'm not a mutant to someone, I'll scream. If you can cut if off, that's good, but... don't worry about the pants. I don't like them, either."