She looked younger that way, Echo decided. He was so used to seeing her with expressions of coyness or sophisticated disregard, she hardly seemed real without them. Xavier held the restorer box over her, shooting out beams to relax her muscles. She blinked, grimaced, and let out a small moan. Echo’s first impulse was to help her up. He didn’t, though. He didn’t have that role anymore. He finished peeling off his overalls and left her to Xavier. “You’ll need to take off the science uniform,” Xavier told Allana, unfastening her harness. “When we go inside this building, we need to blend in with the crowd.” She sat up, looking around. “Where are we?” “On top of the courthouse building,” Xavier said. He’d taken off his overalls and slipped Echo’s old shirt on. He took a bag from his pack, one lawyers might use to carry evidence. He put everything else inside it. Unsteadily, Allana got to her feet. “The courthouse building?” she repeated incredulously. “Why did you take us here?
