"I am pretty sure that the possible threat of your siblings spying on us making out doesn't require explosives," Lux replies. Her eyebrows have been arched in disbelief for so long at this point, she's starting to worry they'll stay that way.

"Seriously. What is the worst that could happen? I met Stephanie, she seems fine, and like…does Damian really want to see us getting it on?" Not that she'd put it past any child of Bruce Wayne to be kind of pervy. "It's not like this is my secret lair where I'm planning nefarious schemes to take over the island."