"Just about." Her lips quirk slightly before she schools her expression again. No need to needle the baby Dredd unnecessarily, but she can't help some of it. "I might not have the chin for it, but I'm not exactly a bad Judge."

Just short of setting a record for fastest Academy graduation. Youngest ever to the Council of Five. She wasn't one to brag, though, and Dredd was smart enough to understand the implications there. She'd have gotten unwavering obedience earlier by introducing herself as such, but it seemed pretentious to do so.

She holds her hand out for her gun. "For what it's worth, I do miss the old Mark Is. I remember thinking they were cute when I was a Cadet. The Mark II's like a brick." A big, terrifying brick.