Ten minutes later, Su Ming had revealed the lower half of his face and was eating a cupcake while watching TV when Carol returned to his side, looking exhausted.
Like she had lost her soul, she kept flashing awkward smiles at the people around her as she returned to the bar and sat down, resting her head against the Orange Cat's soft belly.
"I'm so tired. Everyone was so enthusiastic."
"You revealed your identity just like that. Are you sure that's okay?" Su Ming took a sip of coffee and sampled the pie.
"I thought it through. I'm planning to report to the Air Force anyway, and my identity will be exposed then. It's better if the people in my hometown find out first." Carol played with the Orange Cat's tail, winding the fluffy thing around her finger. "Sorry. You put a lot of thought into this for me, but I still can't get used to living behind a mask."
The Orange Cat, which had been eating its cake with refined manners, shot her a disdainful look, pulled its tail free, and smacked her across the face with it.
"Meow!"
Thinking she had hurt the cat, Carol hurriedly stroked its back and apologized to it until it began purring comfortably.
"Whatever you want. But having your identity exposed will make your life very tiring. As long as you're mentally prepared." Su Ming ate his apple pie. The pies here really were extraordinary, with a fresh taste to them. "Still, maybe you can become the first Superhero to not wear a mask."
Carol smiled sheepishly, failing to catch the deeper meaning in Deathstroke's words. She picked up a cake and started eating too.
"I'll still wear a mask when I'm fighting bad guys. Letting my own people know who I am