Huh. [She's learnt a new thing today (that she'll probably forget by the end of the week, but whatever).] I'm pretty sure my fatal flaw is stubborness. [a beat, and then awkwardly:] I mean. Not that I'm, you know... A hero. Or anything. Just-- yeah.

[Because apparently running around fighting crime is what bad guys do???

Ignore her logic she's just have A Moment and is going to ignore it by raising her eyebrows at him.]

A girl, huh? Should I be jealous?

[Apparently she's competing for his affections.]