“A plan?”
“Of attack. It’s easier if we wait until everyone’s arrived before I get into it, so I’m not repeating it too many times. Might even be smarter, if Cherish is looking in and trying to read my emotions to figure out what we’re doing.”

Let’s make a plan of attack! Start looking forward and stop looking back!
I do think Cherish might get involved, but not in that exact way.
“Attack?”
“Being careful and being on the defensive isn’t getting us anywhere.”
The best defense is a good offense, they say.
“It’s keeping us alive.”
Barely.
It’s a really risky idea, and I’m not sure if it’s a good one, but it may be worth a shot if they can think of a good execution.
I shook out my costume and examined it. Progress was too slow. I put down the wire cutters and got the plastic lighter from my utility compartment. I proceeded to burn through the material on the inside of the leggings, from the cut I’d made all the way to the crotch, then back down the other side, putting out any flame that lingered.
Careful. You’re not immune to fire to the nether regions.
I was nearly done when I finally responded, “I don’t think it is. We’re still dying. It’s just… slower. Can you honestly tell me we’re going to survive another two confrontations like this?”
And they have quite a lot of such confrontations ahead of them if the game keeps going.