[She does have her moments. Even now, she's agreeing to go along with him, but she doesn't really feel like she was wrong before, either. For Bruce, the nature of her powers may not have been an important factor in his interest in registering or to his goal of protecting her, but for Betty, it changes a lot. She has no delusions of invulnerability; her mundanity and relationship to the General had both acted as a form of protection for her in the real universe. In this ridiculous new one, she has neither, which makes her an entirely different sort of agent and means every risk needs to be recalibrated. At the same time, the danger specifically to Bruce is also different, because for once, not everything is about him.

The fact that there's less relative risk in being known here is not something she feels deep down, but she can act on it without faith thanks to the rational part of her Bruce is so glad to see. It's couched in caveats and conditions but at least they have their resolution.

It's not like her to bring up the General and she regrets it pretty much immediately.] Even though he isn't, it still feels like he's watching. [Just invoking him makes her want to insist again that Bruce remain nominally off the grid. It's easy for her to project his likeness onto every shadowy authority figure in this world, and she understands his obsession all too well - she shares it obliquely.

She smiles absently at Bruce, sitting more stiffly, mind already defensively skipping elsewhere and fingers tightening around his. It's perfectly normal for him to be seeking comfort from her through touch, and for her to be doing the same; she's barely aware they're doing it.]

There's only a few hours left and I'm spent. Let's grab some real food and go home. Leave the breaking and entering for tomorrow night.