“That’s like, daily life for me.” She shrugged again. It was a reality she had grown up with, a reality she was used to.

“Gotham’s got a bioterrorist who controls plants, a weirdo with a freeze ray, a sadist who invented Fear Gas, a giant, mean crocodile man, a shapeshifting pile of clay... I’m probably forgetting some. But the worst doesn’t even have powers, he’s just a psychotic mass-murdering terrorist who dresses like a clown.”