Meanwhile, as the dust settles, multiple vehicles covered in flashing lights pull up to continue various disaster-response tasks. If they are put off by the concrete-munching dinosaur, they don't show it. Mostly they keep their distance. 

Then a different vehicle appears, as if magnetically drawn to the carnage. It stops in the blocked-off street nearby. A pair of decidedly non-uniformed individuals step out hurriedly and look around. They spot Henry, Gabe, and Unity, making an immediate beeline for the trio. One carries a small metallic wand in her hand, and the other hoists a large machine of some sort on his shoulder. Henry is closest to the road at the moment, so the woman with the stubby wand hurries over to him. "Hello! I'm June Crescent with the Daily Globe, can I ask you a few questions about today's fight?" She flashes white teeth and holds the stubby wand uncomfortably close to Henry's face. 

"Yes?" He stares at the stubby wand thing. "May I ask what is this thing?"

Unity jogs over. "That's a microphone! It records stuff. June's a reporter for the local news. They, uh, follow big events and then write about them so people can find out what happened later! Usually. Sometimes they make stuff up 'cos it's more interesting, but that's on slow days." 

June cocks an eyebrow. 

"Oh I didn't mean you specifically! You wrote that piece on Zero, right? It was pretty good. I thought you were kinda mean to Tachyon though. She can't be everywhere, ya know." 

June turns back to Henry. "You seem...new...to Megalopolis. What brings you to our fair city? Are you working with the Freedom Five?" 

The young man with the large apparatus on his shoulder points it at Henry, tweaking some knobs on the side. 

"Uh," Henry is so unsure how to respond in a way that doesn't sound bad. "We are... considering moving in here," he says without a lot of certainty, but it was the quickest thing he could say that didn't involve Unity accidentally going to another world. "We are not working with the Freedom Five. I mean, we are doing some science experiments with Tachyon, but we are not working with the rest of them."

"Oh? What are you experimenting on? Is it related to your crystal powers?" 

"Yes, it is related. Mostly, trying out what we kind of things we could copy."

"There was one that took them hours, just to make super tiny things. And then nothing happened because, the tiny things are too tiny." Gabe says with a smirk. He is playing with a crystal formation in his hands.

"Your powers let you duplicate objects?" June inquires. "Do you have a cape name yet?" 

"Duplicate and sculpting." Gabe shows what he was working on, a crystalline miniature of the reporter and the cameraman, too small for details, but obvious representing them both.

"And we don't have cape names yet." Henry isn't sure they will be 'capes' either way.

"What should we call you, then?" asks June. 

Henry looks over at Unity, planning to ask about naming conventions.

"Oh, how about something like Onyx and Obsidian? Are those names taken? Those two handsome men is good enough if they are."

"I don't believe those are taken, no! Are you Onyx, or Obsidian?" June goes on in this vein for some time, asking about their powers, their homes, their opinions of the Five, their experiments with nano-manufacturing with Tachyon...

In between making and directing cleanup bots, Unity chimes in occasionally. June seems far more interested in the newly-christened Onyx and Obsidian than the cheerful bot-maker, though. 

Henry takes the name Onyx. Gabe takes Obsidian. Henry still doesn't know if they should talk about Unity's accident that brought her there, so they deflect questions about their homes and origins. They explain their shared ability to use crystals to create and manipulate matter. And how Henry can create antimagic crystals and Gabe creates shielding crystals. They don't understand most of the technology behind Tachyon's experiments, but Henry is glad to be working in that field.

June tries to poke around the origin a few times, but gives up after several deflections. Eventually she moves on to get comments from bystanders, including a few people that owe their safety to the new superheroes. 

"You'll see yourself on the news tomorrow," Unity comments, with a wide but brittle smile. "New capes are always a big deal. I bet the forums go wild over you, too." 

"Hopefully we made a good first impression?" Henry says, turning into a question half-way through. "I was afraid if we told all details, it might look bad for you and Tachyon."

"Oh, you did fine," Unity waves a hand airily. "And we're not doing anything bad either, but I appreciate you keeping a lid on the finer stuff. If we tell everybody what we're working on, villains like Mr. Shadow Giant over there might find out and prepare for it, so we don't share everything with the press. I just wish for once they'd - "

Unity is interrupted by the arrival of a red-and-white blur, which resolves into Tachyon in a form-fitting suit. The suit's material looks tough and flexible, but there's some signs of abrasion and wear, and Tachyon herself bears a few bandaged cuts and scrapes. 

"Heyguysthanksabunchforyourhelp-"

"Ease up, Tachy," Unity interrupts, shooting Henry and Gabe a long-suffering grin.