“No,” James answered, so firmly that even Dust seemed to recognize the answer. “I just fell out of a plane, little clone girl. And even if I hadn’t, Othar has an anti-air system. If we were on the other side of the island, it probably would’ve shot you… or her.” She pointed at Lightning Dust, who was already spreading her wings and preparing for takeoff. “She doesn’t have implants, so…”