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"One moment," Luke said. "Just checking the specs."

"I don't need specs, I need someone to bring me a spare outfit!" Kate said.

She crouched lower, drawing back from the edge of the roof. The sound of voices rising up from below made her cheeks burn. She clutched her arms to her naked body even more tightly as she felt the last few specks of her costume fall away.

"Bruce didn't want anyone to go around wearing a stolen suit and pretending to be him," Luke said. "Most have defenses that are deactivated while they're in the cave, others are rigged to break apart if they don't detect Bruce under it all."

"Yeah, kinda got that," Kate said.

"Then he'd want to be able to find whoever had taken the suit after," Luke said, still reading. "So... mm, meant to be some kind of long-term effect after."

Kate's eyes widened.

"Wait, are you saying I can't get dressed?" she said.

"Oh, no, no," Luke said. Kate breathed a sigh of relief. "Er, I don't suppose the suit turned into some kind of fluorescent paint?"

Kate glanced down at herself, blushing at how much skin was on display. It wasn't that she was ashamed of her body, far from it, but it seemed so wrong to see it while outside. The rooftop was just below her.

"No," Kate said. "No paint."

"Oh," Luke said. "Then yes. You can't get dressed."

"What?!"

"There were a couple of other security features, but if it's not visible, then it's probably the gene-active nanites in the fabric. They tear it apart and linger for a while so it's easy to find whoever must have taken the suit. More efficient than dispersing some kind of pigment," Luke said. He paused. "Spec notes say he blames the design on Ivy drugging him."

"A while?" Kate echoed. "How long?"

"Er..."

"Luke!"

"Not sure!" he said quickly. "He didn't do much testing. Probably not much more than a day."

"A day?!"

"Um, probably," Luke said.

Kate took a deep breath. she glanced down at her discarded wig, for a brief mad moment wondering if it could offer her any modesty whatsoever. Or if it would just be dissolved like the rest of the suit.

So even if she did ask for Luke's help, it wouldn't mean getting dressed.

"Do you, er, still want help?" Luke said.

Kate hesitated. All he could really offer her was a lift, and she didn't particularly want him to see her like this. Then again she didn't want every random stranger from here to her home to see her like this. Kate crawled across the rooftop, staying low, before crossing an arm over her breasts again.

She wasn't even completely sure how to get down without the grappling hook, let alone what to do once she was down there.