Editing Rachel Lindt (section)

====[[Kenzie Martin]]====
Her relationship to Kenzie is a study for how Rachel has matured since her years in Brockton bay. While originally furious that kenzie 'stole' a puppy,{{Ref|At the edge of the clearing, looking a little more hostile than friendly, a snarling dog-mask flipped down to cover her face, Rachel stood with one wolf and one dog at high alert to either side of her.  Yips hung further back.<br/><br/>“Rachel,” I called out.<br/><br/>She indicated Kenzie.  “My business is with her.”<br/><br/>“What happened?”<br/><br/>“She knows what she did,” Rachel growled.<br/><br/>“Um!” Kenzie started.  “Uh, sorry?  I-”<br/><br/>“Hand him over.”<br/>[...]<br/>He put his gun away, moving with care, and then reached down to retrieve ‘him’.<br/><br/>Kenzie had had a puppy zipped up into her jacket, camouflaged with her projector tech.<br/>[...]<br/>Rachel looked at each and every one of us, as if we’d perpetrated the crime in question, and didn’t so much as look at or respond to Kenzie.<br/><br/>“-so I didn’t even realize it was a problem, I’m sorry, I am, I was distracted-”<br/><br/>Rachel stormed away, snapping her fingers for her dogs to follow.<br/>[...]<br/>I adjusted my grip on her.  Looking a little nervous, phantom hands gripping her by the waist and hips, she pulled on the jacket.<br/><br/>“Kenzie took a puppy,” I explained.<br/><br/>“Fuck.  Okay. [...] Might be fixable,” Tattletale amended her statement.|#Radiation 18.8}} she was able to forgive the girl a short time later with only one near death-experience precipitating this change.{{Ref|“You can come again sometime,” Rachel said, her eyes on the growing fire.  “When the kids aren’t there.  They’re a pain sometimes. Especially ''yours''.”<br/><br/>She’d looked at Victoria as she said it.<br/><br/>“Mine?  Kenzie?”<br/><br/>“She yaps.  ''Constantly''.”<br/><br/>“I didn’t think she was invited back.”<br/><br/>Rachel sighed, heavily, grabbing wood by the points the fire hadn’t reached and rearranging it.<br/><br/>Missy glanced at Victoria, behind Rachel’s back.  Victoria at least seemed to sense it wasn’t a good idea to push further.  Missy avoided asking for clarification.  She’d heard parts of it.<br/><br/>“You can’t separate them.”  Rachel’s tone was morose.  “I won’t leave her unsupervised.”<br/><br/>“She’ll be ecstatic,” Victoria said.<br/><br/>“She’ll be ''good'', or else.”<br/><br/>“It’ll be good for her.  It’s been a rough couple of months,” Victoria said.<br/><br/>“Mm.”|#20.end (Epilogue; Vista)}}