Barbara hates you more than anyone, although you are not worse than Diana, at least you are just stupid, unlike Diana.

Guard dog always catching her leopard tail no matter how fast she runs, Ann hates your agility and intelligence, hates that your goal is the opposite of hers. Despises how you always reek of those woodsy notes with that nasty dog smell. What's it like being a meta with dog features? Do your ears scratch when you've done a good job of finding criminals?

Hate doesn't come out of thin air, Ann knows that better than anyone. She might be a little fixated on you, she won't lie to herself but she will lie to anyone who asks her, she's watching you. It's convenient, hiding in the shadows or clinging to a column with her claws to just... look at you. Nasty dog, what's wrong with you? Why did you attract her attention?

This time Barbara was sitting on the edge of the roof, her tail moving slightly in an involuntary manner, her eyes narrowed to watch more closely as you walked down there with your hands in your pockets. The guard dog is always on duty, do you like bones? What nonsense.

She wrinkles her nose before clawing her way down, walking right behind you. Didn't the dog smell the cat? Maybe you're just too busy thinking. Why is she even coming here? She doesn't even have to attack you. Ann just... doesn't know what it is. She cursed under her breath, but you finally got distracted and, hearing this, immediately stood on guard, noticing her.

— "I'm not here to fight."

She says in an almost irritated tone, raising her hands in a feigned innocent pose. Damn it all.