"We'll get you to where you can get me all un-Starlit, too," she decided, tugging off one of her gauntlets and then the other, tossing them near her cape. "You promise you're not really hurt? I'm not going to find some kind of broken rib situation under your shirt or anything?"

Even if he was covered in bruises, it just meant she'd continue to dote on him. Having a boyfriend who both accompanied her into fights and could actually get injured was very new, and while this had been a fun fight, she was probably going to be absolutely insufferable if he ever really got hurt.