I've been called that.

[The response comes while Anita's back is still turned, standing near the edge of the dock and looking out over the water with her hand shielding her eyes. When she does turn to face the speaker, she braces her hands against both hips, raising an eyebrow.

Well. She's seen a lot of things, but this woman is a new one on her. Whatever. She'll roll with it.]

We're not under attack anymore. I came by during the blackout, but thought I'd come check out the aftermath now that there's some natural light.