"Since you think it'll work, go ahead." Zorn drained his glass and gestured for Deathstroke to use whatever methods he wanted. "Bruce's greatest strength is that he trusts no one, but that is also his greatest weakness. I'm the better Batwoman, so I trust your character."
"Actually, you don't know me, Zorn. Everything you know about me comes from what Bruce knows about me." Su Ming smiled, stroked Black Bean Sprout on his shoulder, and pressed it back into his body. "For example, I was only joking just now. Symbiotes are good at reading memories, but not at implanting them."
That was a lie. Strangle was actually good at both reading and writing memories, but directly linking the host's nervous system to Batwoman's through a Symbiote? The risk was too great.
Su Ming could not guarantee that Zorn did not have some contingency plan specifically intended to read his memories in reverse when Strangle touched him.
Do not ask whether Zorn could do that, or how he could do it, because he was Batwoman!
And some of Su Ming's information was not suitable for a bat to know, such as the memories from his previous life. If those leaked, they would probably trigger a chain reaction.
"Heh heh, I know you're joking because your expression is too serious." Zorn patted Deathstroke's thigh, then laughed and turned to look at Maze, as though he wanted Satan to laugh with him. "You're not the especially serious type, particularly when you're with friends."
Maze was not familiar with Batwoman at all, nor did she want to laugh. Satan was not one of those Little Demons who lingered in the human world in hopes of trading for human souls. She had no need to meet anyone's expectations.
"Mm, more or less. But next, I'm