"Good." she spoke to herself quietly, the sound of another siren ringing out from the streets below as he disappeared below the ridge of the building, sinking back into the Gotham night where he belonged. Where they both belonged.
He was gone and Selina allowed herself to breathe again, blowing her breath up making the wispy bits of fringe that poked out from under her own cowl fly up. She reached up with a gloved hand, pulling her goggles back down over her eyes - she was protected again. This was going to be difficult.