"I'm sorry, I should have done that earlier," Starfire says, calmly, after the turrets exploded. She picks a few stray pieces of one out of her hair.

"Now, I'm fairly certain there's some sort of gooey zombie mob on its way. We should probably prepare for that." She looks between her two comrades. "For the record, zombies mean I'm allowed to use lethal force if I have to, right?"