When it came down to it, his fusion of emotions was conclusively... negative. He felt a strong infatuation, an admiration he couldn't shake; but that in turn sparked a moral panic that made him feel cold and sad.

And yet he couldn't step away as he should. They stood so close together, there beneath the trees.

"You haven't?" Natty asked, quietly surprised. "But I look much like any other man in Pennyworth."