Olivia frowns as she watches kids approach him and ask him questions. Maybe some of them had been sleeping last year. Maybe some of them hadn't been as seriously fucked up by it all as she had. But how fucking easily they forgive this guy. MACUSA and the staff here had started the year by explaining the situation. The hosts were getting counseling. Anon was banned from pretty much everything. There was some kind of understanding with Brother. But ever since they got back, the ghosts had been fucking with them with benign, but increasingly bothersome pranks and anon had been ... unsurprisingly himself. Not enough had changed. And they were expected to what? Get complacent again right up until they almost got killed again?

"The second a kid even looks like they're about to follow him, I'm punching him in the dick," Olivia muttered. Did he have a dick that still hurt when it got punched? Olivia was happy to find the answer to that question.