The bots go where they are needed quite efficiently and do not comment on anything extraneous at all.

Then everyone's part of the 'not commenting on things' club!

(There is, of course, the whole 'it's Christmas and everyone's celebrations have been ruined now' thing but.)

And eventually everything's wrapped up.

And tied with a bow, ugh.

Lorica goes back to HQ and looks for her significant other.

Her significant other is still at the console, even now that all the cape-related aspects of the whole thing are over and all that's left is some more forensic shenanigans, identifying bodies, and informing loved ones that oops some crazy serial killer or group thereof has decided to make this Christmas extra special.

She's also frowning fiercely at the screen.

"Hey."

She looks up. "Hi," she says, sounding frustrated.

"Hi. We should do you some powers testing."

"Yeah. ...now? I mean I suppose this Christmas is pretty much ruined..."

"We can put it off but if it's possible to resolve it quick and they decide to ruin Boxing Day too for good measure..."

She sighs. "Yeah, you're right."

"So within the known features of your powers there's already two ways for this sort of thing to happen - squinting and psychological fuckery. I'm a reasonably good anti-Stranger but pure visual invisibility gets past me just fine..."

She looks around. "Can we, um, talk about this in your workshop or something? It's no one's shift to man the console now 'cause Christmas."

"Okay."

To Lorica's workshop.

To Lorica's workshop!

"If anyone's invisible, they're doing a darn good job of also being everywhere," she continues the conversation.

"Not necessarily. If it's just really psyching you out..."

"Yeah... Okay maybe the foolproof test would be getting hypnotized?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking, get comfy."

So she does. "At least if I don't go under it'll be strong evidence for something going on inside my head. ...if it doesn't work while I'm under, what is that even evidence of?"

"That means something else is going on - really broadrange Trumpy stuff or something that interferes psychologically even while you're under."

"Yeah, alright. Okay, I guess I'm as ready as I'm going to be."

The bot starts hypnotizing.

And it takes a while longer than usual, but that's to be expected, and eventually she's under.

Okay! Can she conjure stuff now? Let's start with her costume.

There it is!

Good, good. And a bot?