He couldn't help but be transfixed by her muscular frame. He suddenly became aware of his maskless face. He was glad he'd made an effort to gel hir hair, but nothing could get rid of the scars... What was he thinking? This wasn't a blind date...

"I got this arm-" he tapped his cybernetic gun arm "-after a fight with the Batman. I was tied to a gargoyle up on one of the cathedrals and he left me there for the Gotham cops to find. Didn't count on me sawing my own arm off to escape..." He smiled, a sick smile. "The pain was immense."

He wasn't sure why he was telling the big lady this. It was a cross between flirting and trying to scare. He wasn't sure of the difference.