"Not much," I admit with a frown, tracking her progress through the hut, though I don't yet make to follow. Not yet.

"He has a sidekick named Robin. They might've fallen out of vogue in the real world after... Well, after Bucky, but, you know... It's fiction. Imagine..." I pause, trying to think of the best way to describe someone I'd never even considered real until a few minutes ago. It's harder than I anticipated, if only because the answer is closer to home than I might necessarily like. I pull a face.

"Honestly? A cross between me and Iron Man. His gadgets, my... Everything else."

It's far from a perfect comparison, but it paints an idea, if nothing else.