Okay, antibiotics and ointment for the leg and she'll get into a queue to see what's up with her head and vitamin supplements. Do not sleep.

Yaaaay medical attention. And painkillers, right? Please??

Yep those too.

Yaaay painkillers. She's half-tempted to wander over to where she parked her gear and start looking at the damage. Especially since she's not allowed to sleep. But messing with her mask will do for now.

Also she shouldn't move from where she is.

Fine. But they're not taking her tools. She will mess with tools, moderately frustrated.

Sure, she can tinker.

...after about an hour there's a noticeable shift in the sound of the rain.

Like she can do anything about that.

No, no, it's actually good! The rain is less—insistent, in a way. Less like there's a macrohydrokinetic lizard pounding water on the roof and more like there was a macrohydrokinetic lizard doing that.

The end of the day is in sight, then. Thank god.

Capes start returning. The teleporter who brought them was killed, so they'll be going back on a plane. Critically injured passengers take priority.

Vertigo tries to figure out if Glam is okay. Also whether she can bring all her stuff back, even the broken bits.

She can bring it all back, yeah. And after a few people go, there's Glam, somehow looking dry and pristine. They spot her and float over to her. "—hey."

"Hey. That was awful."

"Yeah. It was my first, too."

"Didn't really sink in, how terrible everything is about the Endbringers. 'Till about a couple of hours ago, that is."

They nod, then look over at her. "—how are you?"

"I'm, I'm a selfish bitch. I want to complain about how long it'll take to go home and how my stuff got busted. When people are dead."

"—hey, no. You just went through something horrible, you can feel whatever you feel."

"She's dead. A thinker who was- My electrospirograph, turns out it can see Leviathan, I was on a roof tracking him this way and that and she was radioing it to someone and now she's dead and I almost was too, I only got saved because of some titanium I got from a villain steel would have crumpled like a car fender she's dead I didn't even try to bring her to the hospital-"

"Can I hug you?"

"...Sure."

They hug her. Carefully, not squeezing.

Vertigo is tense. She takes a deep breath that wavers but doesn't turn into crying again.

"Well, I was here. I maybe actually helped a tiny bit. And I know to - to prepare more next time. If I can work myself up for a next time."

Nod.

"I'm so, so sorry."