After three days of remedial instruction on mission protocol (and why you do not neglect to call) courtesy of Batman himself, Aqualad, Robin, and Kid Flash are released from subjectively eternal torment. At 8 AM on July 8, they're asked to travel via Zeta tube to Mount Justice, where they will finally get to hear more about their new team.
"I was a bright neon bundle of 'Hi come speak telepathically to me!' Which is why I forgot to walk up to her; I'd already said hi. It was the first thing I did."
Nate looks mildly uncomfortable. "Yeah, if you could...keep. Not reading my mind. That'd be awesome."
He gives M'kel a thumbs-up and a fake grin.
"What he means is," Kaldur adds, "we appreciate you telling us." He was briefly startled, but recovered quickly and schooled his face back to neutrality.
"As you say, reading the thoughts of others is not customary on Earth, and most of those you meet will be incapable of doing so. I would suggest you warn people before engaging in telepathic conversations with them."
She nods seriously.
"My apologies for not telling you sooner. I was, uh, distracted."
"Wait, did you guys not know?" Robin asks Nate and Kaldur.
"I thought everyone knew Martians were telepaths! Batman taught me how to shield my mind when I was eleven."
"Hey, not all of us were fighting crime in grade school, Boy Wonder," Nate points out.
"Some of us haven't had time to learn this stuff."
Rain studiously does not bring up the fact that he's still not technically old enough for grade school.
"That's what today's for!" he says instead, because that seems like it'll make the conflict — not. "I bet we all have weird tricks the rest of us aren't aware of that we'll learn over time. Speaking of; can I be the first one to seek? And can we get Yvette?"
"Sure! I'll fetch her."
Before anyone has a chance to contradict him, Nate zips off, heading for the last place he saw her.
Does the kitchen still contain an Yvette?
Nope! But she's nearby, in the living room, drawing on the television in some kind of glowing blue marker.
He'll grab a snack while he's here, anyway, and wander through to join her.
"Hey," he says between bites of his apple. "What'cha doin'? We're gonna play hide-n-seek, wanna join?"
She doesn't jump at his entrance this time! Progress!
"Hi," she says, not looking up from carefully drawing on the television. "Stealing cable. ... That's facetious, it's legally sourced, just you probably don't want anyone to know that you're in here so it's not like you can have any good—" Blink. "—Hide and Seek? Uh." She considers the scope of a game of Hide and Seek with a bunch of superpowered teenagers. "Yes absolutely."
"Great! Now? Or do you need to finish doing your...thing...first."
He gestures vaguely at the glowy drawings.
"I'd like to finish doing my thing first, one moment, almost done." Draw, draw, draw, aaand —
"Hocus pocus, cable and whatnot," she says, casually poking the very top of the television. The glowing drawings brighten, the television glows a faint orange, and there's a faint energy to the room. Then the energy fades, both the television and the drawings cease to glow, and the drawings go one step further and cease to be, fading away into nothingness. The television looks completely mundane.
Nate, watching from across the room, snorts at the decidedly irreverent incantation.
"Well, that was...cute," he says once she's finished. "Let's—go find the others."
He turns to lead the way without waiting for her answer, fortunately staying at normal-human speed.
"Sure," she agrees, deflating slightly. Well now she's self conscious about the decidedly irreverent incantation. Did she do something wrong...? She probably shouldn't worry about it. And yet.
She follows after him.
Oh great he made it awkward time to start babbling about something completely unrelated.
"So uh we convinced Kaldur our version of hide-and-seek was the same as his version which involves a bunch of moving between hiding spots, and if you could—not contradict us—that'd be great 'cause it sounds way more fun—"
"Oh! No, that sounds amazing. And way more balanced, really, considering everyone's power and skill sets. Though I maybe need to get some supplies, if it's going to be a game of cat and mouse throughout Mount Justice."
"Sure," he agrees easily.
"Or, I mean, I could fetch stuff for you. As long as it isn't more complicated to explain than to do it yourself, or whatever."
"No, but thank you, though. I just need to, um. Scribble on the floor in marker, give me a bit?"
"Oookay, you do that, I'll just—" he points in the direction they were going.
"Go tell everyone you're on your way."
"Um. Okay," she agrees, a little awkwardly. She looks like she wants to ask a question but isn't quite brave enough.
"What?" he snaps, with a touch of impatience.
Why does everyone move so much slower than him, they're wasting time...
She flinches, wincing.
"Oh! No, no, I love magic, magic's great, it's awesome, gottagobye—"
Aaand he's gone.
"—Um, okay," says Yvette, to the empty air.
She guesses she'll just — go get magic supplies, then??