“You can’t be a spy… you’re my little sister.” he says in pure shock.

“If you haven’t noticed, we have several men after us. This is not the time for you to question my career-” you say as the two of you hide behind a wall, occasionally peeking out to see if the coast was clear.

“Does Bruce now about this?” he continued, cutting off your sentence in the process. His brain was filled with questions, he couldn’t begin to process the idea.

“Can we please save these questions for when we’re not about to die?” you asked glaring at him.

“Okay, I’ll take that as a no, you didn’t tell Bruce.” he says, completely ignoring the words coming from your mouth.