[i]"What are you talking about? I'm plenty nervous. The trick is just being able to hide it really well. That put aside, though, wearing a high-tech suit of armor helps as well."[/i]

The knowledge that it was sensible to be nervous was somewhat comforting, but did nothing for her nerves. It would help to have a protective shell of some sort, Stitches felt a bit exposed in just a leotard. She glanced at the little vial of crimson, there was barely enough here for a small shield let alone a suit of armour, she'd have to rely on her own blood. A pint felt like too little for what they were about to do, capturing an ex-Titan was bound to be no easy task. It dawned on Stitches how little trusted or cared for any members of this Justice League, we simply didn't get on. Each one of those super-powered meat puppets was 10 pints of blood, [i]it would be a shame if one of them were to expire on the job.[/i] 

10 Pints... 

Press excused himself and valiantly tried to deflate the raging dick fight which Stitches thought was the right thing to try, but ultimately a pointless waste of his energy and only going to add more fuel to the fire. Stitches barely noticed Press' success, that conversation had quickly turned from "I'm more badass than you" to actual strategy and a plan slowly got pulled together. By the sounds of it, one small group would investigate from the ground, infiltrating dodgy establishments and looking for the target. It would be likely they'd initiate the fighting also hopefully causing Ink to escape the the rooftops where a larger stealthy roof top team could ambush/pursuit Ink when she inevitably flees the ground team. 

[i]"I can check out the fight clubs, I've got experience in that department."[/i]

The mention of "Fight Clubs" brought Stitches back to reality, if there was going to be a source of extra blood somewhere it would be there and as long as Ink wasn't in the first we visited Stitches might not have to drain one or two of her work associates.

"I'll come with you Nathan, err..Vulcan, sounds like the rooftop team is filling up anyway," Stitches hastily interjected before adding, "We'll take good care of Horus."