It was a little shocking how quickly he bent and looked away. Was the strength of batman really only a shell? Her hand was still on his face, and she used it to guide his gaze up again, to meet her own.

"We can't both be the virgin, Wayne," Implacable, indeed; the Major's reaction to almost any strong emotion was to push it away, grow colder, more distant. Even now, she tried to put the veneer of sarcasm and impersonal insult between them, as much for his comfort as hers.