“Rory please, I can explain it all,” Harry says, reaching for her hand.

Rory steps back with her hands on her head. “No, I don’t want to hear anything from you.”

“Rory, I promise that it’s all a misunderstanding!” Harry shouts.

“What is a misunderstanding? Me seeing you fight in a superhero mask?” Rory says. Her voice is high pitched, scared.

“No, that’s not a misunderstanding. I am a superhero,” Harry says. He slips his mask over his head. “I am the superhero that’s been sighted in our town.”