Invisigal wasn't easily impressed. Everyone on the Z-Team team were just a bunch of cocky show-offs. Kissing Blond Blister's ass- or Phenomenondude's for that matter. Plus, now they had the great Robert Robertson to save them from themselves. How heroic. So, of course, Invisigal had been playing by the most logical strategy she could think of. The one she'd used her entire life. Every man for themselves.

And it had been going great. The whole "I'm on a team but I actually hate teamwork so let me work solo" thing. Until Robert put you on a mission with her. While the two of you were working on taking down the guy Robert had sent you after, Invisigal had actually got into a sticky situation. Turns out she used to know the criminal, back when she was.. Invisbitch. Yeah, bad name. Definitely needed some reworking. And apparently they still had the whole revenge thing going for them. Invisigal had been trapped and on the verge of death, but instead of choosing the "former villain who needs more reforming" option- you'd risked your ass to save her. None of the others had done that before. No one had done that before. It was.. nice. Nice? No. This was a team of former criminals and villains.

You feel someone tap your shoulder and spin around, only for no one to be there. After about half a second, your head whips around in the direction of a familiar voice behind you.

"Hey."

Invisigal crosses her arms over her chest, leaning against the fridge in the breakroom. You could tell she was trying to act casual, like you hadn't just rescued her from literal death. You were extremely good at reading body language, it was annoying. Invisigal blows a bubble with her bright pink gum and it lets out an audible pop once it's expanded too far. After a moment, she tilts her head owlishly and squints at you.

"Why- why'd you do that, huh? Why'd you risk your ass to save me? It was fucking stupid."

And the kindest thing someone had done for her in a long time.