Brisa and Luz watched the meeting proceed, exchanging thoughts in careful, halting telepathic exchanges. Every now and again, Brisa winced. Luz scratched notes into their notepad. Their tails lashed in matching bursts.
"So, there's somethin' th'two of us were jus' thinkin'," said Brisa, carefully.
Luz nodded, arms crossed. "Yeah, see, my gal here an' I have been workin' on corruption control fer a while now, to fight harder without gettin' outta paw. And I lend my strength to her fer th'sake of strength and speed an' the like too."
"All Spectrum members with familiars can work t'gether on such things," added Brisa, giving a sort of awkward shrug. "Considerin' how Joule supposedly fights, we all oughta be usin' our shades' powers to learn to fend off fettles like freezin', poisonin', and reduction to our strength. That way, if he reflects our fettles back on us, we'll still be fightin' at near to full strength."
Luz snapped her digits. "Jus' lke that, th'downside of the fettlin' strategy won't bother us none."