"Yes, I." Jon blinked at the picture as it developed. He knew he was far from good looking, even before all his scars entered into it, but if he ignored that, Eliot really had done a good job with the suit. Between that and Margo's added sparkles that meant his hair mostly obscured his face in the flash, it wasn't a bad picture.

And he'd just been staring at his own picture. He tucked it away with the others, embarrassed. "I'll do that."