Well now they're giggling too much to reply.

"I win."

Eventually, Zaneta calls them in for dinner. 

And Sadde makes the mask go away but keeps the suit because flying's fun and capes are cool.

"So how was your day?"

Apparently, the Miracle kids battled a gang of marauding superpowered teenagers in the Middle East that morning. Zaneta tries to conceal the pride behind the sterness. 

"Aww I wasn't there!"

"Good!"

"They can be heroes, why can't I?"

"They shouldn't be doing that sort of thing either."

"But we're good at it!"

"See? I bet I could fight villains, too."

"You're all eight."

"But you were happy that they were fighting villains!"

"I was not!"

"Were too! I saw it!"

"Regardless, children your age shouldn't be doing these things."

"Well, children my age shouldn't be teletransported to another world, but here we are."

She allows herself a very slight smile. "And here I thought you'd be a moderating influence."

"Well, should I be?"

"You seemed to pride yourself on pragmatism."

"Pragmatically making sure villains don't hurt other people is good!"

"Well, they weren't exactly villains."

"—so why were you fighting them?"

"They kicked my sand castle!"