She pauses in thought for a moment, then glances over at kid flash. 

"I don't think I'll be able to do too much else while I'm doing it, but I think I can fly you, Kaldur and the grey guy up to the surface, sure." 

Kaldur gives the face-down villain a thoughtful look.

"He hasn't got good leverage like this ­— let me make things a bit more snug, and then I think I should be able to hold him?"

She nods firmly, and helps out with holding him through the transitional adjustments. 

In relatively short order they get him up to the surface, and Kid Flash zips away in search of restraints. Robin is keeping jumpsuit boy distracted by quizzing him on state capitals, which is apparently different enough from punching people that he can't focus on both at once.

The firefighters are having more luck with the fire, but the extensiveness of the underground complex still isn't helping, so Kaldur ends up directing more streams of water down to targeted hotspots, once he is no longer needed to restrain grey guy.

Okay! 

She double checks her charge - not too depleted, just yet, thankfully. 

She has the silly impulse to ask if anyone has poked the league, but probably they have the same intelligence that robin does on this. 

She works on growing the telepathic data storage unit and zips around cold beaming some of the deeper fires. It looks... hopefully not to urgent for the moment? 

Oh, yeah, she should really get a power for this - can she please ditch the diagnosis power and replace it with a telepathic communication power suitable for communicating with the kind of entity that would have memory-messages structured like this one in her memories and in the crystal? 

Yes! It can do that.

:[Curiosity at the shifting of the ripples that the small creator leaves in her wake in the realm of minds]:

:[Hello!]: 

It's not the most intuitive thing, but her talents are broad enough that it isn't too big a leap, thankfully. It's a bit less... internal, than just feeling things, but there's still a natural little cadence to thinking the thoughts and letting them slip out. But what to say what to say what to say -

:[An impression of the team, coming here after learning of the fire, her sympathy and concern at hearing Miss Martian's report of what she felt when they came here, a half-remembered association around Lex Luthor, shadiness, and Cadmus labs - here; Her hope that they can cleanly put out the fire and save people and make things right, here, and the mingled hopes that she's used to help the kryptionianesque lab experiment. A curiousity about the details of the sabotage of the fire system, a hope that they are reasonably well, and an inquisitive prod towards next steps for fighting the fire.]:

:[A pleasant increase in the amount of bandwidth! Happiness that coordination is possible with one who speaks and listens. They have minor burns, but aren't too badly hurt.]:

:[Tanks of fire-suppressant foam, stored under pressure. A lever, intended for maintenance of the pipes, turned subtly during cleaning. Tanks of flammable chemicals likewise set to incorrect states. The relative location of her (singular!) body and the fire-suppressant lever and the unfortunately colocated flames that prevent the one of their bodies hiding in the air ducts from putting it back.]:

:[An inquiry on the subject of what a Lex Luthor is, and how it relates to the LuthorCorp that kept the nice creators here from helping before? An inquiry about what things, having been put right, will then resemble?]:

Convenient! 

She zips off to take care of that - shouldn't be anything that a flying superheroine shouldn't be able to fix! 

:[An impression of the concept of a graph, followed by a rendering of the idea of a 'corporate ladder', and a gesture at the top, and a nested section floating beneath the head labelled 'cadmus labs'. An image of the man, and sense of incomplete understanding]: 

:[Unsurity? Freedom, trade, expansion, the sense of biological fufillment from fullness and satiated drives. An impression of her sense of the league - collegial, brave, supportive, powerful, inquisitive arriving.A mirror of the question, sent back.]: