This Time, Let Me Say It

"Superhero? The kind from comic books?" Oliver Queen pointed at himself. "You're saying I'm a superhero?"

Oliver Queen had never thought of himself as a superhero. He saw himself as an ordinary person born into privilege, who had gone through some bizarre experiences and learned a few special abilities. Now, he merely wanted to do the right thing and make up for the mistakes his father had made.

"Secret identity... secret base... signature outfit... You must have your own codename by now, right?"

Tony Stark casually listed a few points, and Oliver realized every single one applied to him. Thea, standing nearby, burst out laughing.

"Oh my God! Ollie, you're a superhero."

Oliver Queen looked as helpless as could be. He wanted to deny it, but he found that he really couldn't.

"All right, let's put that aside for now." What Oliver cared about was another piece of information Tony had revealed. "You said all of them? Have you met other people like me?"

"Of course. I've met Bruce Wayne too." Tony shrugged. "Though not the Bruce Wayne from your world..."

"Wait, wait, wait... Bruce Wayne? You mean the Bruce Wayne I know? And what do you mean, not the Bruce Wayne from our world?"

Tony paused. Instead of answering Oliver's question, he turned to Yinsen. "You didn't tell them?"

Oliver glanced at Tony, then turned to Yinsen. "Tell us what?"

He realized that he was about to hear something shocking. This was not the time to appear too eager; keeping the conversation casual would make it easier to get more information. But Thea beside him did not have his psychological composure, nor had she received any training in that regard.

While Oliver held himself back from interrupting, Thea kept pressing, "Is there something you didn't tell us? What is