That word again. It's a stupid, childish fear. John, that Doctor, had said he helped people; Joan was proof of that. The memories of cold eyes watching her reactions as her bones were shattered and her healing timed, those memories were hard to let go of even in this world.

"You're only fine if you're not a liability." She'd been raised to observe what others overlooked. With her abilities she would have easily been able to tell how he was injured, but this world kept her weak.

"Most are content to hide until they have to expose themselves."