Coconut Grove i'm in a b-boy stance, i'm not dancing

The effect of his quiet remark wasn't instantaneous, though Bat's laughter slowly subsided and she rolled onto her belly, gazing up at him, as the paralytic byproduct of her giggling fit ceased. Her lips twisted in a confused and questioning moue before it hit her like a ton of bricks. Bat literally felt her breath catch in her chest, as if someone had knocked the wind out of her. It was a good thing she was already on the ground, 'cause her limbs turned to jelly as her heart began to gallop, knocking against her breastbone.

Her lips parted and she almost spit out a few words of disbelief ("I gave you a boner?!") but then she pressed them together, refusing to let something dumb fall out of her mouth right now. Tristan was clearly awkward and embarrassed, hence his strange behavior, and though she wouldn't normally let this stop her from teasing him, their entire history seemed to unfold in front of her. On slightly shaky legs, she pushed herself upward, into a sit.

For long enough to make him uncomfortable, Bat just looked at Tristan, thumbing through the thousand things she could say at this moment. Okay, it was tempting to joke at his expense, after all, though she chewed on her lip, unable to bring herself to make light of this revelation... not after she'd been in love with him practically her whole life and been hiding that fact from him nearly that entire time and, more recently, from herself.

At last, she let out a breath, then said, "Well, what do you wanna do about it?" and abruptly unleashed her best smoldering bedroom eyes upon him.