Room 312, Friday evening

[blondecanary]

Camille was being cuddled and given a catnip mouse to go nuts over, and Dinah was relaxing after her trip to the onsen with Momoko, and checking in with Karla. The main things that had been covered at home in New Gotham were: (a) no, there was no getting rid of the Canary Cry, (b) Dinah's friends rocked for saving her, and (c) never ever get

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[wantstocheer]

Claire was kicked back on her bed, paging through a magazine.

"So, did you get stuff taken care of at home?" she asked, not exactly sure why Dinah had gone home.

[blondecanary]

"Yeeeah." Dinah looked up with a wince, then bit her lip. "I kind of developed another power. Barbara wanted to check it out, take measurements and stuff."

[wantstocheer]

"Oh?" Claire asked, putting aside the magazine and looking over at Dinah. "Is this a good thing or not?"

[blondecanary]

"Mostly good. In the long run. I think?" Dinah stroked Camille's head, and sighed. "It's just one I don't know how to control yet, and it's really powerful and kind of scary. Um. A sonic scream." Plus it was making her think about her mom a lot.