More or less. [And pretty much immediately, he clammed up, going back to looking at his hands. He should probably start thinking about carrying at least his gloves and gauntlets around with him at all times after what had happened. Wrecking up your hands was never fun, especially in this line of work.

He got where it sounded kind of ridiculous to the outside observer, but... it was his life. Being a comic book character in some universes hadn't bothered him that much until today - maybe because he hadn't really thought about it that much - but now people could about stuff about him that he hadn't wanted to tell anyone, and apparently stuff that had been serious and, honestly, kind of terrifying was just stuff people laughed about.

Still, he shrugged at her commentary on Bruce.] Nope. The boss is not one for words.