She wakes up

It takes a couple minutes for her to come to, but eventually her eyes flutter open. She says something into her gag that you can’t make out, then her eyes snap into focus and she realizes her situation. She struggles with her bonds for a few moments and you hold your breath, but it seems the stories are true: even she can’t break her own lasso!

“Welcome back” you say in a level voice, trying to mask your rising excitement.

Her head snaps in your direction and she glares into your eyes. Even bound and helpless, her gaze alone is almost enough to make you reconsider your life choices. She barks something into her gag, probably “What happened?” or “Who are you?” or _“How dare you?” _or something along those lines.

“You were in a fight. You lost. Here we are.”

She glances around the room, taking stock of her situation. Behind the gag her expression is one of arrogant annoyance.

“No one knows you’re here. Your Justice League buddies found your communicator, they think you flew off on your own. They have no reason to suspect some nobody security guard could take you prisoner. By the way, this whole level is coated with lead paint. Nobody is coming for you.”

You can see her doing the math in her head, and concluding the situation is more serious than she originally thought. Her eyes glare dagger into yours and she tugs at the lasso some more, angry but not nervous. Not yet.