Yeah, the chick from Toronto and I compared our gadgets and hers are all fucked too. Mine have battery power but my phone's out of service.

[He winces at the touch to the burns, but doesn't recoil back. He's had a while to get used to the temporary stings of cleaning these suckers out. He tilts his head so Brainy can get his neck and rolls up his sleeve on his right arm so Brainy can get the burns from hand to forearm.]

Damn. [Could have used the zapper.] I'm' guess everyone else here's on the same boat with the technology, or someone would have at least GPSed where we are.