Kennedy, per usual, had taken up her spot at the periphery, arms crossed and expression intent. Research wasn't her strong point or anywhere near her favorite part of the job, and she didn't get the fun prophetic Slayer dreams (as far as she knew), so this was pretty much a non-activity for her.

She was paying attention, though, and keeping an eye out for anyone who seemed to take to the job pretty well, as well as anyone who tended to lean toward Raven's pacifist approach. Had to know who not to try and drag along when fighting went down, after all, and who to go to when the geek stuff needed to get done.

She... might have been formulating ideas about streamlining the phone tree. Oh, God, that was practically organizational. Maybe she took after her dad a little more than she'd thought.