[ the statement rankles a bit, not out of pure pride but because the reasons she's been staying in gotham are singularly linked to one thing... and she doesn't want him knowing that.

she moves beyond him, shrugging nonchalantly, as she drops her purse on the counter and places her gun inside of it. ]

Call it a temporary arrangement. I wanted to make sure the technology hadn't been a sham, after all, and Gotham police busting down my door isn't anything I can't handle. [ she turns to fix him with a smile, all saccharine, now that she's gotten the conversation back under her control ] Better the devil you know, Bruce.