She pulled away.
As tears fell down her cheeks, Selina leaned into Bruce and looked up towards the sparkling chandeliers…to see mistletoe hanging beneath them.
"A kiss under the mistletoe…" she murmured into his ear. Without thinking, she said, "mistletoe can be deadly if you eat it…"
To her response, he spoke.
"…and a kiss can be even deadlier…"
They both stopped for a moment, exchanging looks of mutual shock. Selina felt her blood freeze.
"…if you mean it," Bruce finished.
She knew who he was. He knew who she was. There were no more masks hiding who they were to each other. The music still played, the people were still dancing, but the atmosphere suddenly changed. And all Selina could ask herself was…how?
How was it that Bruce Wayne, of all people, could be Batman? The man who killed her? The man who made her feel terrible just as she was starting to -?
"Oh my God," she whispered. "Does this mean we have to start fighting?"
For a minute of two, he said nothing. He clearly had no way of responding to this either.
"…Let's go outside," was all he said when he finally spoke. Selina agreed. This was not the sort of conversation one could have when in a room full of people. But just as they were about to leave the room, and talk it over, there was a loud, ear-shattering smashing noise.
