"I'm Batgirl," she says again, giving a one-shouldered shrug. "It's my job. Can't really... just stop."

More accurately, she doesn't know how to stop. She's been a fighter, a weapon, her entire life. That doesn't go away just because you happen to live somewhere safe. She watches him as he puts the gun away completely, smiling a bit under her cowl. Good, they can be friends now.

"Funny thing, about masks. They hide... your real identity."