"Response team? No." Jubilee bit it off. "There have been more than a couple attempts at it, but the ones who have run them are more interested in being in charge, than listening to those who have done this before." She stepped out onto the roof and into the greenhouse. She ignored Tux hissing at them.

"When Superman was here, he could be counted on. The folks that took over that group don't want folks that can help, but folks that will fall in line." She shrugged, nudging Tux further into the greenhouse.

Jubilee had opinions about that little group. Namely, that they weren't doing any good. They were in it for the press - as their press had borne out - and god only knew how often people were actually out in the Darkness.

"Most folks either stay in - and thus have immediate access to their NVs - or they make plans not to go out alone."