“Has Smokescreen been cleared?” asked Tsunami. “We’d like him to debrief the cleanup crew.” The healer nodded. “Yes, fine. His injuries were negligible.” “Negligible?” said Oscar, holding up his forearm, which was wrapped in white bandages. “Their getaway driver scratched me when I was getting out the handcuffs. What if the guy had rabies or something? This could be a mortal wound here.” The healer eyed him warily. “You can’t get rabies from fingernail scratches.” Oscar huffed. “I said, or something.” “Have you checked him for an overinflated ego yet?” teased Ruby. “I’d hate for him to float
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