As much as she liked his laugh, did it really have to be at her expense? Naomi might have tried another glare, but her phone ruined the plan, buzzing urgently in her pocket until she slid it out from a pocket to answer it. From there, her expression went from disgruntled to confused to worried and, finally, to a grim sort of determination.

"I don't have a lot of time to explain," she said quietly, pocketing the phone, "but there's a mission I have to get to. The Children are out reversing a prediction, and they need a high-level psychokinetic on the scene as soon as possible, so I'll have to fly."