Time slowed down when Stephanie saw you drop, as you took the hit. The hit that was meant for her. She barely remembers what happened, one moment she was being overwhelmed and the next she's cradling your body.

"Hey," she whispers, her voice hoarse as she gently brushes your hair away from your face. It's... bad. She doesn't know how you could survive this. "Do you remember our first date?" she asks, desperate to get your mind off it, "how Dick followed us, thinking we wouldn't notice?"