Catwoman's laughter tinkled around them her eyes dancing as she kept his gaze with hers, her lips pinching into a smirk at one corner of her mouth. "You see, there is where you and I are so very different." She said quietly, her hands running down his shoulders and over the strips of her whip that bound him. "I am the Catwoman always, underneath the woman, I am there. Never am I a woman underneath the Cat. You see, the cat is my nature. But you... you're always just the man in a fancy costume, with your gadgets and your car. Toys, really. The Bat isn't your nature is it? It's a mask of protection." She purred, her lips hovering over his as she ran a tipped claw under his chin to tilt his face up to hers. "I wear the mask to free her."<br/><br/>It was true, Selina feared nothing, anymore. If the press got hold of her true identity it would likely only feed her ego. "One day, people are going to recognize me the way they recognize you. Our methods may be different, but we have a common goal to keep this beautiful, magical city clean of scum. You don't have to fear me, unless I tell you to." With that she flicked the claw away from his chin and pulled her lips away, smiling at him sweetly. "I can't make any promises with the claws."<br/><br/>Catwoman stood slowly, gripping the front coils of her whip with one hand and tugging Batman back into a stand, he was quite a bit taller than she, much larger, too. He could have outweighed her by seventy pounds minimum... but she looked at him without seeming to notice any of those things. She may have been smaller, but she was fast, and unnaturally strong for how lithe her body was, still... she wasn't going to risk letting him from her whip until she knew she could trust him not to turn on her.