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"
Not
too
much
,
"
I
admitted
.
He
chuckled
.
"
What
are
your
theories
?
"
I
blushed
.
I
had
been
vacillating
during
the
last
month
between
Bruce
Wayne
and
Peter
Parker
.
There
was
no
way
I
was
going
to
own
up
to
that
.
"
Won
’
t
you
tell
me
?
"
he
asked
,
tilting
his
head
to
one
side
with
a
shockingly
tempting
smile
.
I
shook
my
head
.
"
Too
embarrassing
.
"
"
That
’
s
really
frustrating
,
you
know
,
"
he
complained
.
"
No
,
"
I
disagreed
quickly
,
my
eyes
narrowing
,
"
I
can
’
t
imagine
why
that
would
be
frustrating
at
all
-
just
because
someone
refuses
to
tell
you
what
they
’
re
thinking
,
even
if
all
the
while
they
’
re
making
cryptic
little
remarks
specifically
designed
to
keep
you
up
at
night
wondering
what
they
could
possibly
mean
.
.
.
now
,
why
would
that
be
frustrating
?
"
He
grimaced
.
"
Or
better
,
"
I
continued
,
the
pent
-
up
annoyance
flowing
freely
now
,
"
say
that
person
also
did
a
wide
range
of
bizarre
things
-
from
saving
your
life
under
impossible
circumstances
one
day
to
treating
you
like
a
pariah
the
next
,
and
he
never
explained
any
of
that
,
either
,
even
after
he
promised
.
That
,
also
,
would
be
very
non
-
frustrating
.
"
"
You
’
ve
got
a
bit
of
a
temper
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
