At least New York is getting her some - probably enough for this, even if they're not paying much per unit of destruction there's a lot to clean up. And Laura's lining up more jobs after that. Go ahead and start hiring people for it, then.
She's finishing up New York's Behemoth aftermath the day that newspaper is supposed to run about her. She picks up a copy on the way to the last of the destroyed bridges, curious how this world's media has chosen to depict her.
The paper is pretty accurate, not having cut many things she's said, and only editing around the journalist's questions themselves so they're clearer. There's a small piece at the end, however, speculating on her real motivations, her origin, and why exactly she's so reluctant to fight villains.
She leaves the speculation alone, but decides that she'll clarify that she doesn't fight villains because she doesn't like fighting in future interviews.
Bridge: Be painstakingly and thoroughly repaired.
"Hey, Glam. Are your questions in a semblance of order now? Not planning on anything I'd have to get angry about? I may have to give you my phone number after today. I'm about done here."
"Go right ahead." Rubble is de-rivering itself as she speaks. She'll have to make extra material to redo the bridge, too much is simply gone.
"Yes. Merfolk live in the seas, Fair Folk in the forests. There's only a few races of merfolk, a lot like different races of humans, but there are many kinds of Fair Folk. Some of commonest ones are dryads, centaurs, bralvin- no English word for that one. Think of a bipedal telekinetic deer."
"That's awesome. What about society? Government? Countries? How do you deal with an infinite world? Politics?"
"...Well, the humans on my continent were divided up between two monarchies and a democracy. The merfolk are very group-oriented and tribal for the most part, I don't think the merfolk language I know even has a word for 'I'. And fair folk have really low population density so they don't have governments exactly. And vela are sort of passively discouraged from getting involved in politics too much."
"Yeah, there's airship lines and trading companies and so on. There are maps of the known world, some two hundred forty six thousand tiles in total. I'm young as vela go so I haven't seen much of it."
"No, there's nothing where a vela hasn't put tiles. The edges are always expanding. I kept telling myself that if I got too fed up with my neighbor vela I'd fly to the edge and start a new continent."
"Now that's a question alright. The oldest known vela don't answer it."
A couple minutes later: She starts on the truss structure. Is Glam still there?
"See that's one thing I don't get about this place. Most religions. Anyway... Recorded history goes back twenty-four thousand years. They've been there at least since then. There was apparently a massive cataclysm around that time, suns falling and whole continents collapsing, so it's possible they're quite a lot older and nobody knows just how much older."
"Catobpleas has a temper tantrum every time someone wakes him up from his decade-long naps. His temper tantrums involve volcanoes. None of the others are that bad, but they all have very strong preferences and react forcefully if these are intruded on."