"Prove it," she challenges without missing a beat, allowing herself a somewhat more prominent smile.

She's worked enough 75 spf sunscreen into her skin to drown a whale, so she can luxuriate in the warmth of the tropical sun it without having to worry about any side effects. It had been so many days since she'd felt daylight, and even before Blackgate, Gotham wasn't precisely known for its balmy, sunny weather.