"Should you be showing me this?" Ana asked, even as she scrolled briefly down the screen. "And I don't speak or read Irish, either. Now if someone yells at you in Spanish (that isn't me, anyway), I can help with that." She sighed, then turned the phone off and placed it on a corner of the table. "Superman tends to destroy things without thinking about it. You're not like that. I don't really see you as Batman either-he's got too much lone vigilante nonsense going on. I mean, yeah, he tries, but no one can carry all the weight alone."
"What happened, Callum?" she asked, after draining some more of her beer. "You haven't really told me anything at all. Beyond telling me that you're awful. Which, until I hear arguments for your case, I'm going to continue to deny."