Ask about other heroes’ secret identities

“So you must know the secret identities of all the superheroes: Batman, Superman, right?”

“Not all, but many of them …”

“And if I asked you, you’d have to tell me, right?”

“Yes I would but it would be a mistake to ask me.”

“Really? And why is that?”

“For one thing, those aren’t my secrets to share. Forcing me to reveal my own secrets is one thing, but forcing me to betray my friends’ trust? That is something I could never forgive.”

“Sounds like a you problem.”

“Perhaps. Until I get free. Then it becomes very much your problem as well. I don’t know what you think your endgame is here, but just how angry do you want me to be at you?”

There’s a hardness in her eyes, and you suddenly remember the video of her snapping that Lord guy’s neck. But she keeps talking.

“And even if you’re not scared of me at this moment, how angry do you want Batman to be with you? Superman probably wouldn’t thrown you into the sun, but Power Girl might. Or Hawkman. Huntress would just put a crossbow bolt through your throat and watch you **** to ****…”

“I get what you’re…”

“And those are the Good Guys? How long do you think you’d last if the Joker knew you had information like that? Or Lex Luthor? You may think you could make a deal with them, but trust me when I say they would kill you the second they got the information they wanted.”

“OK OK! You’ve made your point!”