Craig and Treena walked around the streets a bit before going to the hangout. Craig wasn't ready to deal with the aftermath of the fight yet. He mostly didn't even talk to his cousin as they walked either. They eventually walked around enough to end up back at the warehouse. Craig stopped Treena before they went in.
"Hey, Treen?" he asked rather meekly.
"Yeah, what's up cuz,?" she responded.
"Well, I guess Flame turned against us or something, cause he was fighting us with those FBI kids. What do ya' think about that?"
"He's a traitor, plain and simple. Anyone who turns on family like that deserves to die. He'll get his in time, don't you worry about that."
"Yeah, I guess. Hey, you go on in, I'm goin' walk around, maybe go home Ma will probably be missing me." They both knew that was a lie, neither of his parents noticed him if he were gone or at home. But Treena let him go without protest. She knew this fight had been hard on him, he needed a lot of growing up and toughening up to go through.
Treena walked into the warehouse alone and saw everyone there recovering from their wounds. She hadn't been hurt much. Whenever she had tried to jump into a fight, there was someone already there with better powers than her own. Against a normal human, her power booter ability gave her enough strength to overpower them but it was nothing against another mutant.
"Well, that was fun," she said sarcastically as she looked around at who was there. "Whose great idea was that and why was I left out of the plan? Hmm, next time we do that, whaddya say we win, k?" Everything was a joke to Treena.