Huh. That was certainly not the reaction she was expecting. Unless it was a trap, approaching her with camaraderie in the hopes of her admitting to another attack or the like. She kept her expression the same sort of smile, though the sincerity behind it faltered slightly.

"No. I mean, I carried it around after I attacked Superman, in case someone came after me, but it's not like I have anyone to try it on." A beat. "Unless you're volunteering? But I don't actually know if it's just supposed to hold them in place or if it's supposed to knock them out."

"And oh no. It's too late. Black with a red symbol it is. But whatever I design, you have to make happen." The sincerity returned to her smile. The idea of a costume was still weird, but she figured she could make do.